why everyone around me is sick

why do my friends suffer

can I heal their souls

why does it matter 

to me

to who 

to do 

anything good

for you

for you

anyone else

so lost

and my head is like a messy room

someone's stolen a broom 

what cost 

those wounds

wont heal

anymore 

and it doesn't matter 

to me

to who 

to do 

anything good

for you

for me

anyone else