You want a perfect world. you want something that does not exist, that will never exist. isn't that funny? how we can never have what we want. you want peace one that can't exist because the war you want to end is inside your head. Oh that will never end. even if it does the world will be filled with darkness because when it ends the choice of good dissloves Its captive by evil you see we're all pretty bizarre we're all imperfect some of us are just better at hiding it than others and some just make the best out of life maybe just maybe if you stop in standstill in contentment you can see the beauty in this world because the prettiest things are the imperfect ones that we see perfectly
