Why is this world a mess?

Tell me why this world is a mess. I thought you always tried your best. Tell me what I’m ought to do, maybe you should do it too. Tell me why they’re sleeping alone, no house no where to call a home. Tell me what I’m meant to see, won’t you stop preaching at me? And I wanna see what it’s all about, and I wanna live, wanna give something back. Don’t tell me that it’s over. It’s only just begun. Don’t tell me that it’s over. Or that this song is sung, the song is sung.