World

My life is nothing to be saved or treasured, as anything else in this ball of hate and greed. where if something is mine it could never be yours and what is stolen will never be ours once more. We are nothing but flaps of skin being carried by empty souls that are never truely owned. We hop around happy when deep down inside the hate grows. The hate soon turns to death as our fake love is still being spread. When the love is gone and the hate over kills, this ball will be a pool of sorrow and forgivness that never truely meant anything. Mentally we wait as our physical body's try to hide our feeling that can't be held anymore. There is no cure for this cruel but true disease, that still lives on as we are dying. There is nothing we can do to save ourselves now. We have pushed it to far. We try to turn back the hands of time as it still goes fastly forwards leaving us behind. Everybody knows everything but the truth. You look and look but the truth will nevr be found for it's nothing anymore. You try to fill the emptiness with love but our overwhelming greed overtakes this good deed. So as you look I wish you luck, the journeys only get harder as everything. Never forgive and never take back, the words you soon will speak will never have meant anything. So when it starts to rain, dont begin to tear, your hate will protect you, when your love turns to fear.