I am the world

I am the world

I feel tired, neglected 

misunderstood 

I just wanna get some sleep 

because I am the world 

I’ve tried, pretended 

it’s all good 

but there are so many parts 

rotting amongst the pearls 

when I get enough sleep 

when I make love with the moon 

that hope springs eternal 

rising with the sun 

when I look over the cities 

when I look over the fields 

I  see so much work 

still to be done 

I spin around 

I look up to the sky

and pray like an atheist 

for some sort of sign