In this world there are many things. Sadness, chaos, abusivness, drugs, confusion. Growing up is not that easy. People are difficult and hard to manage. Everyday something bad happens and one more life is lost. Maybe not to death but to life; stuck in itself. Parents aren't always right and counselors aren't either. The world is just one gigantic critic, cutting you down everyday. People are just puppets to the whim of the famous and animals are here for intertainment. Plants are here for beauty to cover up the real darkness of the world. Drugs are here fo cmfort when thier is no one else around. Happiness is just a word that people try to be. In this world their many things. They may not be all good but, thank GOD their not all bad.
Reason for writing:
The world is a messy place and people are the reason for it.
Birth sign: Scorpio
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