What is this feeling?

It keeps going on.

What is the meaning?

When they’re all gone.

This war, it keeps going

With so much more hate.

There’s hating and loving.

It’s such a debate.

Why can’t we all

Just figure this out.

Our friendships will fall

So we just scream and shout.

Why do we strive?

When none of us are strong?

Are all of us five, no?

Then what is so wrong?

There’s tears and there’s fights.

Everything’s gone bad.

So let’s make this right

And not be so mad.