Time is the ruin of humankind's love for all. Nothing shall be loved long after its gone, as unfeigned too which it was in its lively form. Humans are but ghoulish creatures; to whom nothing is rightfully sacred. Humankind should be as pious to life as most are to their gods they claim had made all in his image. They try to make us believe with their disenchanting tales of greatness that you hear of as a naïf adolescent. As society crumbles to the sound of our own beating drum, another builds up of mindless drones that feel no pity towards anyone. There is no one to accuse but ourselves In this spiral of disillusion. As time ventures forward into the endless span of time, our morality lessens, as do our feelings towards what we should cherish.

I'm no longer the man I once was.
I used to be respectful, kind, calm, shy and steered clear of massive social engagements.
I would talk and smile to people just so they could feel loved and never left out.
That was the me I used to know.

Now I try my hardest to be around everyone and never for the right reasons.
Now I wish that everyone around me was as full of hatred and mistrust as I am.
Now I talk to people just to have the satisfaction of manipulating them.
Now all I feel the need for is creating animosity and destroying love.
This is the me I now know.
This is the man I no longer can hold inside.
I am just a boy who wants to die.