Torn-Song by Creed, Poem by Sayuri


Peace, that one thing everyone dreams of, yet no one will ever have.

Love, that thing many say but few mean; that many claim to have, but few have even seen.

Lies, the cause of unhappiness, war, and death everywhere.

Despise, the word everyone says and yet no one means and even fewer know the meaning of.

Misery, everyone has just some more than others.

Stole, few have and even fewer have been caught.

Control, that thing everyone strives to have and can't live without.