Peace

So this is me, all alone by myself, being all creative and scribbling lines with this pen and paper. Its weird, recently it seems like they have become my best friend. Feelings they don't have, but someday they will be going all vapor. You see my friend, one day your world will burn, and ill think, do I feel better now? 

What did you expect, since I learned from the best, aint we all just like "the rest" ? World peace? Another myth just like your promises; hurts, doesn't it? Blood, bruises, pain, deceit, betrayal...yep, this is what you help the world become. Aint you all tough and strong, hurting that lil' kid next to you. 

I don't care if its just me, ill help this world become what it should be. Even if it takes me smiling every day, I won't let you change me into you. So guess what my friend, I just killed the lit to my fuse, won't you just see? Always thought that I was strong, but I guess it all went wrong 

How I've become attached to this pen and paper, I call them a "friend"... Probably a no-brainer... So this is me, all alone by myself, being all creative and scribbling lines with only this pen and paper. And still I'm the one thinking... Oh, how good it is to be me. :)