Chapter 2 - Why...

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No matter how cliché it sounds, I like being alone sometimes. I like having space and time to think.

I think about life, and about society. I think about what this world has come to.

Why is it all so messed up?

Why can't anyone see that but me?

Why are we living in fear of ourselves?

I constantly ask myself these questions, and as quick as I ask them, comes the realization that I infact, have no answer.

These ignorant, selfish people, all live in their own little bubble.

They think nothing of appreciation for anything they have.

They complain and they whine, for unneeded, unimportant things, that will have no impact on their life.

This world....it is so truly greedy.....I honestly feel ashamed to be a part of it.

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