Sometimes it's just Stupidoamore

Let me cry at least for tonight Don’t ask why Just let me I deserve it

Dear Human, With Love.. Mother Earth

Sometimes I wonder how if a trees grown money

I bet people would grow as much as tree as they could

The trees make forest, and it goes wider here and there

What if the river flows with gold all over the surface

Would you still throwing trashes in it?

Wouldn’t you care to keep it clean for the sake of the gold?

But, there is no money on the trees

Nor gold all over the river

So you cut the trees off, the forest burning and slowly killed

And you still throw your rubbish on the river

And bomb the fish, make it dirty

Cause you just don’t care.