Grass.

Sometimes; when two souls are so similar they mould together - they become one. That's what I used to believe. I used to believe in love - I used to believe that love could overcome any barrier; cross any sea. I used to believe that everyone had a soulmate; a person to belong with. I used to believe that everyone was worth something - that destinies would unfold. But it's not true, I gave up believing in any god after mum died; if there be a god why be he so fraudulent? Why be he so hateful and spiteful? Why does he hate me so much. I believe now that there is some form of superiority out there - somewhere. But it be not in the form of a god; it be a spirit - a spirit that has no moral values. A spirit that simply aids the earth to carry on in it's duties. A spirit that has little choice over how the world works simply because it has no soul.