I am the world

I feel tired, neglected 
misunderstood 

I just wanna get some sleep 
because I am the world 

I’ve tried, pretended 
it’s all good 

but there are so many parts 
rotting amongst the pearls 

when I get enough sleep 
when I make love with the moon 

that hope springs eternal 
rising with the sun 

when I look over the cities 
when I look over the fields 

I see so much work 
still to be done 

I spin around 
I look up to the sky

and pray like an atheist 
for some sort of sign