How can you detest me?
You are the one who made me into what I am
Neglecting your creation makes you more loathsome than I
Look at me
Look what you have made

I'm done
I can't try anymore
All my effort was for nought

I envy children
They have something I have lost
That magical sense of wonder
The joy of waking up to a new day
They don't know the hardships of life and are content
I envy their ignorance
One more dreamlike day would bring me solace
Sadly my childhood is long gone
Good things always come to an end

Love me, for I am not deserving
Take me into your arms, for I do not know another's touch
Heed my words, for I know not what I speak
Accept me

Fortitude falters
Morals are only bound to currency
Belief is a hopeful thought
Endless facades plague the waking world
Sympathy is only a bane to one's conscious
An apathetic mask shields me from the true horrors of this world
The pain of feeling

You could never see me like I see you.

Conventional
The norm
Being what everyone else is
What good is that?
Living a conventional life is a fake life
Why step in your predecessors foot steps
Make your own
Think of what is new
What has not been thought of
Unconventionally be the you that's really you
Change is brought by time and the flow of new ideas
New ideas are unconvential
That is true beauty