I'm so tired
She had said
You'll be fine
He had said
We seek mercy in this world
But look in all the wrong places
We try to make change. To bestow light upon the hopeless. But we forget about the golden people. Leaving them to wilt. Waiting for their spurt of light.
I'm sick of it. What about screwing the hopeless? And giving happiness to those who deserve it?
I don't deserve it.
