Despite Stories

What is this world. It's a train under the Christmas tree circling the soon to be a deathly life of a beautiful thing. This world has darkness at night for you to sleep so you wouldn't have to risk the temptation of seeing the earth was away its "beautiful makeup" with tears of depressed thought, from the blazing sun saying things to our world saying "I'm taking you under my wrath of he and 6 billion years so you better keep those idiots of fire ants down there from ruining your life". The world starts to whimper and scream of riotous pounding thunder. Tears of rain fall between our worlds scared cracked skin. The fire ants go inside to dry off the water for there flames to reheal. The morning of earth is when our world drowns itself in overdone demon sweat called "makeup" Because the world thinks beauty is not real. That beauty is a myth. Myth busters try to break myths but this myth realize on being an unknown kids story that gets picked on in the back of his head trying to scream