What do you do
When the world turns away,
And your life goes by ,
Without your having a say?

Would you sit back
And let the world pass you by,
Not caring what happened
Not learning to fly?

Would you spite others
Who have it better than you?
Having nothing of your own,
Must others have nothing too?

Do you love the world
Despite what it has done?
Will you always care,
Will you never run?

Would you live your life
Whether they cared or not,
Seeking joy in your pain,
And accepting your lot?