We live in a world of egocentric maniacs
Whose only desire is to shout the loudest
Point the large foam finger at themselves
LOOK AT ME, LOOK WHAT I HAVE

I see it between friends, sharing exploits
How ***** their girlfriends are...
How much money they have...
What car they drive...

*I wonder what it's like having those things

Politics is a group of "respected" adults
Arguing...
Whining...
Insulting each other
Like children in a park

And yet......

We let them run our countries

I'm good at hiding it.
Not only do you think I'm good.
Very often you believe I'm happy.
I'm sorry to disappoint you.
Sadness is the only thing I'm feeling.
Believe me it's there but invisible
Loneliness Is my companion
Even though I hate it