When I was young, i would always weap

the only time i wouldn't was when i was asleep

I cried because i cared, of the world so dearly

But one day i fell, when i scraped my knee it was bleeding

I still cared about the world

I always stopped to think

When i saw a piece of garbage, picked it off the street

Some people just walked by, they thought i was wierd

But when i looked at them they then knew what to fear

They feared all the troubles, haunting their dumb lives

They feared all around them, and then no flies

No flies of bad or sadness, no flies of anger, NO!

only flies of happyness that never ever showed

they always had a smile, upon their sweet sweet faces

When i used to look at them they tied up their shoe laces

the laces that tied there destiny, now they were sure

What would become of them, thier lives are not blurs