You Can't Have One Without The Other
The world is ugly.
Is it? Really?
The world is beautiful.
Again, is it really?
Can we really decide on such a large and influential matter?
Can we really leave it to us, fragile and mislead human beings
To decide something so final and left for argument?
People say to trust others.
Because we all have some beauty in us,
But what about trusting ourselves first?
Before we can put our lives in another’s hands,
We must first trust it while it is in our own.
So many people distrust themselves, it’s almost sickening.
How little faith we have in this world.
But is it ugly, or beautiful?
Is it ugly?
With the suffering and the pain
The screams shattering the windowpanes?
How it’s more acceptable to see two men holding guns
Than holding hands
How it’s more acceptable to murder someone
Than be in true love with someone of the same gender.
How it’s better to be a drug-addict
Than a certain race.
Is it beautiful?
With the laughter of children
The joyful screams and crying from laughter.
How people can find it in themselves to be philanthropists
How people can find their hearts and donate to the poor
How there is always that streak in a certain person that can brighten up a day
How kind the world can be.
With all the good
With all the bad
You can’t have one thing without the other.
You can’t have joy without depression
You can’t have freedom without oppression
You can’t have peace without war
And you can’t have less without more
More murders, more tears
More killing, more fears
More sunshine, more love
More dreaming, more doves
So you can’t have beauty
Without ugly
So maybe, just maybe, there’s a little bit of both.
In everything and everyone
In this world
Is it? Really?
The world is beautiful.
Again, is it really?
Can we really decide on such a large and influential matter?
Can we really leave it to us, fragile and mislead human beings
To decide something so final and left for argument?
People say to trust others.
Because we all have some beauty in us,
But what about trusting ourselves first?
Before we can put our lives in another’s hands,
We must first trust it while it is in our own.
So many people distrust themselves, it’s almost sickening.
How little faith we have in this world.
But is it ugly, or beautiful?
Is it ugly?
With the suffering and the pain
The screams shattering the windowpanes?
How it’s more acceptable to see two men holding guns
Than holding hands
How it’s more acceptable to murder someone
Than be in true love with someone of the same gender.
How it’s better to be a drug-addict
Than a certain race.
Is it beautiful?
With the laughter of children
The joyful screams and crying from laughter.
How people can find it in themselves to be philanthropists
How people can find their hearts and donate to the poor
How there is always that streak in a certain person that can brighten up a day
How kind the world can be.
With all the good
With all the bad
You can’t have one thing without the other.
You can’t have joy without depression
You can’t have freedom without oppression
You can’t have peace without war
And you can’t have less without more
More murders, more tears
More killing, more fears
More sunshine, more love
More dreaming, more doves
So you can’t have beauty
Without ugly
So maybe, just maybe, there’s a little bit of both.
In everything and everyone
In this world