theory

I see you screw people over daily. I watch as you tell everyone everything that they want to hear in order to get a babystep closer to that title that you hold so high. But at what cost? I remember when I was a child and I believed that people were good. It seemed like everyone in the world was sincere and put on this earth to help me. Slowly the black reality seeped throughout me, tainting everything I had ever known. I grew cold and closed. I saw the hamster wheel that this world has become and I decided to fight back. So take your title and shove it. My reality is way more important than painting a cartoon only for children to scribble all over. I may be falling, but I am biting and scratching the whole way down!