What fades into the dark will resurrect as light intensified by our will. We fight for our lives each day , an infinite struggle . Are we the only ones in dismay? Who am I to judge others past but myself , my own is what keeps me behind , blinded , suppressed by the infinite causality that is existing. Things will be better for us . In life what people usually see of you is only your exterior , just a mirage of your existence, never knowing deep down what you have been through . But seemingly uncaring because I am me , a nobody , no special treatment or respect . Judged because of my dialect . All ivl can do is hope for the future now , for a better place . cheers
