This flying rock, is a dying rock.

'This flying rock, is a dying rock'

The ones who don't deserve it, always get it. How can give what we love, and get what we hate, if the world continues to feed us mistakes?
If you close your legs, and open your eyes. You will start to see through the lies.

You seem to hear, only what you wish to believe. When have been fed lies all of lives, when does a lie really start?
To conform, and to be informed, is all that the world wishes to push upon us. Our views are not our own, persuasion comes from the depths of our words, and the lies are usually hidden within the lines.

Open your eyes to the world, see what you need to see. Be who you wish to be. You don't have to be known, to be someone. You don't have to be recognised to be a large part of this rock. Be you, and be a good person. In the end, you're doing the world a favour. The amount of rats who breed so young, should be de-flowered before there age would have come.