Callous

Every person has a wish in life, it goes from wanting money to finding true love. Either way her wish is a dreadful thing that everyone fears, but in her eyes the world that we live in is the dreadful thing. She was pure, an angel indeed, the love in her heart, the spark in her eyes, they all vanished. A heart full of hatred, eyes full of envy dull as ever, my god she turned into a monster. The memories she used to enjoy are now her worst enemy, the smile she used to have turned into an evil gesture. She claims she knows it all, the believes she had, the faith she had, all gone. She cries no more tears " for the Weak" she whispers, " you see I find it amusing the screams of pure agony the sweat and tears" she spoke with a dark grin.
She no longer believes in happiness "it's all delusions, a way to cope with reality. They are too scared from reality so why not live a lie, after all everyone wants the easy way out" my god, what a monster indeed.