You know what would be great?
If you're name was Bob Schneider. Or something like that.
Then you're initials would be b.s.
cause that's exactly what you are.

Are we still human?
Maybe, we're too broken.
Too lost, too far gone,
to be considered human.
Are we still human?
After all that's said is done.
Maybe it's just not right.
It's not okay not to be okay.
Are we still human,
if at night, we forget how to feel?
Are we still human,
When we can't breathe anymore?
Are we still human,
When we've given up hope?
Are we still human?

Whether or not I was "asking for it"
Shouldn't matter

"Are you okay?"
"Yeah I'm fine."
"Are you sure?"
"No. But you should know enough about me to know what's bothering me."

Take a moment...
and just listen.





now here's a challenge (that you can do if you'd like):
write about what you hear. post it and tag it as ##whatihear. this is open to interpretations. comment below if you made on and i'll check it out ^^

I hear my father ****** my brother in the next room
Before he slits my mother's throat
Brother dearest already stabbed me prior to his death
Father simply ignores me and walks right out the door
He's gone to light the town with matches
While I cut myself into pieces
I leave littered on the floor

I walk the face of earth once more,
a mindless puppet, my strings are torn.
the creaky bones, the bad eyesight,
yet the chance to turn wrong to right.
wars-a-waging, old mans guilt,
the worlds now on more then just a tilt.
parents weeping, children slain,
****** thoughts, fear will reign.
I look in the shadows, a creature did lurk,
he whispered to me, hiding a smirk.
"Thou shalt be killed if thee can't find,
the demon lurking in thou mind."
So off I ventured, to quench my thirst,
of corpses piled with hearts-a-burst.
And on that quest what did I see?

...save everyone," they said.

                                                                    They were right,
                                                                          I died trying.