The world are faded, people are consumed by hatred, lust and greed, they have a need to show them selvse for others, they have a need to dominate, they are consumed by jealusy and cant get enough. They are all rott, they are all specks of dust, they are the mud under your feet, yet here you stand. You, that are not like the others, you that are as beautiful as a blooming flower. But you too will fade, you to will rot, but you will rot in another way, your way are unscertain, your way are a path with so many possibilities, dont ruin it.
