I live each day as a lie.
Hoping that one day I will be able to tell the truth.
But that is a lie as well.
Telling the truth would make me expose myself.
The world is not ready for individuals.
I die slowly each day.
This pain of love and hate; the cycle never ends.
"It only makes a person stronger" they say.
Yet those are the people that have not experienced it.
They are not ready for disappointment.
You sit there, and assume I am weak.
That I am just an annoying, ignorant, emotional fool.
I may be that.
But arent you the one still here?
You are not ready to change.
So the world will continue to make clones.
"Philosophers" will continue to please.
You will continue the same routine.
And, I?
I will continue to do all of the above.
For I am the worst of all.
