The monotany,
has caught up with me.

I need separation,
independent declaration,
from these divided,
un-united,
people called family.

Try to escape reality.

Waste of conciousness,
so fed up with this.

Done...

Run...

straight into oblivion.
Feet pounding on the pavement.

Trip...

Fall...

Love is the root of revolution.
War is a problem, not the solution.

Quit fighting

and lying

every ******* day.

Get on your knees, fold your hands, and pray.

We should want it to be better.
Blood bonds, strong, hold us together.

Sick of it now.

Sticking it out.