How many times have you thought, do other worlds exist? Who put us here? What are we?
Humans, so smart yet so blind.
If they would only look with their eyes and not their incompetent minds than maybe they would have already found an answer?
Maybe there would be hope for their poor souls? Maybe they would have a future?
Who am I to say these things you may ask?
Who are you to talk back to me?
Who are you to judge me when you don't even know simple things?
There are other worlds. I am you creator. You are mine. You are nothing.
You are failures.
This could be all a lie...
But your too clueless to figure that out.
YOU ARE READING
Literally Lit
RandomLiterary club stuff. This is 100% original work. Remember: We don't judge we only worry.