I just heard a couple fight.
I don't like to hear things of the nature.
See, I deal with it on a daily.
But who am I?
The guy who also does it too.
But we can't help it.
Can we?
Hell if I know.
I'm not trying to be deep,
I'm just angry.
Not at anyone, or myself.
I'm mad for no good reason.
Maybe it's my setting.
Or the Eminem-looking ****, across  from me giving me looks.
But then again I'm not upset at anyone.
I'd never hurt that guy, he just seems misunderstood.

Am I ******* insane?

I'm not just alone here.
But I'm alone.
The landscape, dreary.
Slow songs from that indie band, nobody has ever heard of in their lives.
Life brought me here,
for what reason? I'll never know.
At this very moment,
as the slaves take orders.
I sit and write this....

Aware that the world moves even when I dont.
I feel sympathy for our world.
So, possessive.
Casting reign, arguing with a bitter tongue.
I feel empathy for those like me, looking for solutions, leading by example, and finding nothing.

Whomever finds life outside this trap,
finds where their heart should be...

What really damaged me?
How about all the neglect?
My father walking away?
The divorce on Christmas?
The genetics that gave me so much trouble?
What about my mother's issues?
The dysfunctional family?
No, what damaged me was letting all these things become my own excuse.

I never considered myself anything significant.
Instead, I brought myself down.
Never letting up, and dragging everyone with me.
But the point of it all was unclear.
It seems to me now,
that I had wasted so much time.
But for what?
I'll never have an answer.
It could have been the drugs,
the overwhelming ego I had,
or just the sensation of suffering.
But I wasted my time.

Screams,
flood my ears.
Blood stained hands,
as the dust rises.
Combustion, the causation.
And for what?
Oil?
Money?
Land?
No, greed.

Visual projections, cast through my eyes.
Demons,
The ******,
Criminals,
Slaves of all nature,
Broken Individuals,
Torn families,
Victims...

All in my back yard.

The best gift you can ever give is to yourself,
this gift is the ever lasting knowledge, that you can feel.
Every emotion, to it's fullest extent.