They are the ones who've stolen youth and innocence.
Have you ever asked yourself of the contents of your reality?
Found are those who reject any false teachings that have destroyed mankind.
Me, the form of identity that we use to define ourselves.
So what can truly quantify the time we have here on Earth?
Now that the facades are falling apart in front of them.
I am not here to teach, but to wander without a purpose I can understand.
Must we even try?
Jump for the trust that you rightly deserve.
Off of your trust, growth with others can be found and nurtured.
The time we spend doing what's important to us, can one look back on these and be happy?
Grid of man, marked by his existence on the Earth.
Yet these same men may look back and find their existence pointless and fool-hardy.
I do not wish to look back.
Am I not the only one?
Sorry are words that have crossed my mind whilst thinking of my own existence.
To showcase my life before my eyes is like asking for the next great depression to befall me.
My only saving grace is my ability to stay calm.
Friends, can you say the same?
That life does have meaning in the end, and that we aren't just made of clay.
I can only speak for what my mind allows.
Will you be able to look inside of yourself and wander past the mind's eye?
Not just limits, but limits you know well.
Be strong young men and women, for words that make less sense may have more meaning.
Returning to one's roots is only a temporary escape.
For temporary is the fleeting heartbeat that guides us to our next destination.
Some will stand in your way, but you will always have the element of:
The words that sprout of lies to our souls; if they bear fruit the lies disappear.Games: