Writing to the Heavens

Dear Heavens, the Earth isn't what we had hoped it'll be, we weren't expecting perfect but good would have been considerable We always at war down here and it's becoming unbearable For every quiet day, we know the next day will be horrible There's no fun down here, it's becoming miserable The Earth can't wait We're scared of the human race, it might cease to exist I hope this message greets you well but if you see no truth in it, you can choose to forfeit To the earth, it'll just be another defeat