Get me out of here, far away from that horrible place. I don't want to be a part of that cold, sticky, wild mess.
Of this world full of shame and deprave and disgust, where gloried is everything that is just pure dust.
Where people are cruel and just want to defeat. Yet, it's not them to blame, it's a life, that makes weak.
A life or a choice, which we all have to make, it is often the wrong way we keep on to take.
Not as much of a human. These are instincts that rule. A survival of animals - so unfair and rude.
It's a circle of deeds: automatic, ignominious. Is there anyone to wake up, to reach people's consciousness?