Little child

The tears doesn't seem to stop,
They keep on coming no matter what.
Until they no longer can come,
Still they don't realize what they've done.
Little child, have you seen the world?

The mirrors truth is just a lie,
It's the same even though you're about to die.
But somehow we keep on living,
And our heart is stubbornly beating.
Little child, do you think your will is your own?

If the world is so beautiful,
Then how can it make life so dreadful?
If there is a God as they say,
Then he didn't have the courage to stay.
Little child, do you belive the truth?

Life is a merry-go-round,
It goes round and round without a sound.
Until our ticket has run out,
And it throws us of without a doubt.
Little child, are you motion sick yet?