We never think about the impact we make on people's lives when we don't take the time to think...
We just do as we please without a second thought.
We attack before we think while some are smarter than that.
We enjoy how cruel we can be to the weakest of beings, we don't think it hurts when there is no screaming, when there is no tears, when there is nothing but silence, we cannot see it until there is blood but...by then we have damaged too much and can never go back.
The unspoken words of true pain are bonded together and formed like dust and pushed under the rug of lies that we pretend don't exist so our children of our future never see what true beasts they will one day become.
The scars we draw on each others paper think skin are for every line we crossed with one another and when they fade, we paint more until the poisonous infection of hate and fear and sadness and guilt kill us and there is nothing left of us but a name and a face carved in stone by someone who didn't even know you...
Some of us want the existence of love to remain in our hearts...but you cant change the heart, we don't really feel as much as we say we do, as much as we "want" to...
We define each other by the color of our skin because we see too much of what us different and not as much as we are the same, we are blinded by ignorance and fear of what we don't understand so we attack it and beat at it until it's afraid of us and sees us as something else, A monster.
We are disgusting and hideous creatures inside while we paint our faces with the blood of our enemies and love it.
We are attracted to the pain we cause because we are sick and ugly with a disease we have no cure for, and no one changes for themselves and others, we demand it from someone else who has no heart and soul left just the same as we do...
Soon, there will come a time where we will no longer be what we say we are.
We won't feel, we won't see, we won't hear...we will grow away from one another and what we call ourselves will not be...human.
