humanity

Long ago, you became frustrated with your fellow humans. It had started off as a nagging almost-thought in the back of your overworked brain. It grew. It became a regular thought, a constant thought, an obsession. You would lay awake at nights, listing undefined things that you hated about mankind. Your job ceased to apply. You became unemployed, hungry and impoverished. You never noticed. Too many people were suffering. There was too much wrong with the world for you to notice your own problems.
Death was not far off. You became a mess of bones contained by taut, colorless, rubbery skin, nearly robbed of life by your own brain.

Sitting
In front
Of the television

It's 10:55 at night
And I'm crying
Like a baby

Watching
America's Got Talent
And all these people
Work so hard
Trying to be the best

They've gone through
So much
And they're
So great

It makes me weep

Everything in the kitchen
Pitch black
Except for the small
4 foot cone
Feeding off the TV screen

The colors from
The screen
Light up my tears
Make them visable

On my cheeks
On my eyelashes
On my arms

They're everywhere

I just sit
And cry
And smile
And feel happy

I've come to the conclusion
That

I'm human

See what I see. I see a world falling around us. I see people lost and confused in the wake of a crumbling world. Morals and principle are on the verge of exstinction.
Hear what I here. I hear the sound of billions of voices crying out in the desparate struggle to find themselves. I hear the constant falling footsteps of lost souls as they wander into oblivion.