Lost Sight

Lord why is there so much hate,
Will it get better at your gate.
When did everyone lose your sight,
Cause all we ever do is argue and fight.
Why can't we help each other get inspired,
Cause all this fighting is making me tired.
All the fighting, I try not to conceive,
It makes me want to pack up and leave.
Though until the sky is no longer blue,
I shall and will live to always follow you.
I'm not perfect, and you, I'm afraid i fail,
but you are who I thank for taking each nail.