Morning Funk

My heart is filled with sadness
My eyes are filled with tears
From witnessing the madness
I seen through all these years
I’m hardened by the coldness
The human heart can hold
Sickened by their boldness
And quickly growing old
Compassion is a dying art
And no one seems to care
The world has somehow lost its heart
And no one wants to share
So, my heart is slowly breaking
From these thoughts inside my head
It’s a feeling I’m not shaking
I may just give up instead

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