everyday its a constant struggle.
its really hard to be humble.
fictious natures become a false reality.
tragedy is normal, no progression no harmony.
what meets the eye no longer loses.
its all about material possesions, sabatoge, envy, and hurt.
furthermore we use mental, physical, and internal weapons.
contradictions, better yet second guessing.
what is the lesson that we potray to teach?
when will our souls bring morals, values, and peace?
its bigger than our contradicting statements, we need a physical release.
mythological confidence consumes our concepts so we drain our substance.
its not about we wear
its not about our affluence
its not about our physical attributes that dont determine our youth.
so therefore we despair our desires based on our wants.
is this really what we want?
