My eyes burn, as my lungs scream for fresh air. I want to enjoy the wonders of the outdoors.
As this chaparral fades into a jungle of concrete buildings with smog in the air.
I go out day after day. Hoping that something would change, that one day society would wake up and see the damage done.
I look to the sky that no longer look as blue as it does from my childhood memories. It seems to have stained with an ugly red orange. Nights no longer filled with stars, just a blank vast of emptiness.
We hunt, kill, and capture animals for our entertainment. We claim that they're vicious and dangerous even though we made them that way. The only scary thing on this Earth just happens to be us.
Humans, they'll go down in history for not only killing themselves, but taking everything out with them.
