LadyConstance

The Human Race Human beings our lives so short bleak and meaningless pathetic loneliness ignorance in existence leading to our demise our deaths accumulate rapidly for we are mere mortals so weak, so helpless like lambs to the slaughter somewhat deservant of our fate we live for nothing and we die drowning in our sins we waste our lives destroying what’s precious to us just to satisfy our own masked empty shell ourselves, so selfish this is who we are and what we’re about the human race but soon our species will cease to exist and this world will be at peace once more.

I don't want to be, A production clone. Lost in a blue-collar world, Equivilent of being alone. Vaguely content, All work is done in vein. Life resembles a copy machine, Everything remains the same. Forceful aniahlations, Of thing s that are unique. Mechanically removing, All things that create me. Stuck in a void, I refuse to be, that what we call "normal". A drone to society.