Imagine

Imagine a world where what you thought mattered,
where your ideas were valued for what they are,
not how much money they make.
Imagine a world where you can say what you like,
do as you wish,
be with who you please,
and nobody would complain about it.

Now, open your eyes.
See this place, this twisted wasteland of despair and misery.
See the sorrow, see the malcontent and misanthropy behind every wretched gaze.
See the people, judging silently and counting their money. See them lie and cheat and steal, see them kill. See them poison the future, see them laugh as they burn away all that is beautiful.

This is the world we live in. A decaying, fucking horrible place. This is all there is.
And it's on days like this that I look around and just ask myself;

"What's the fucking point?"