People always ask, “why?”

Why do you smoke?
Why do you cut?
Why do you drink?
Why are you sad?
Why do you starve?

The answer is always the same.
It gets me away from the cruel world.
The one that we live in.
Others agree.

This world is so blind
So oblivious
It can’t even see all the pain that it causes.

Leaves pain and sorrow in its hungry path.
The path for money, power, “love”.

Hurting so many,
Just for that one rush.
For that one day,
Hour, minute, second
Was it worth it?
Next time you are hungry,
Look back at that people you leave
They are hungry, cold, crying for love.

I’m one of those people
You didn’t notice,
Did you?

Well,
That’s why I’m how I am.
That’s why.