A thought of 22. Bye .
I wonder how sick this world can get. People always wanting to talk about themselves than listen to others. People always looking at themselves way better than the others. All of us being corporate puppets that we trade our lives, our moments, our youth to the mere affirmation that we are finally doing something right - which is to become slaves for people and corporations that treat us like dispensable objects. We compete everyday with others so we wear thicker and thicker masks until we can no longer feel anything more. We have lived our lives for others to live life. Our names are written now on catalogues for the nameless. And when we leave, I wonder, how will this sick world remember me? - 4 minutes ago