"How can we as people look out at the world and see that what we have created, isn't good enough? so we build over, and we destroy peoples lives because truthfully we just don't care if our billion dollar empire kills millions of families happiness. I wish I could puke, but the truth is I am almost out of bile. American Dream? What is the American Dream? Does that mean you can buy as many bottles of booze, and hookers as you party your way to your death? Did the American Dream ever mean to get all coked up on your drug of choice, and make a fool of yourself on television. Does that mean now that you can buy whatever your heart desires that when something goes terribly wrong you can pull out your cash, and buy your way out of a bloody situation? If that's what the "American Dream" is all about then I want nothing to do with that disease. When I look at the TV all I see is the innocent people of this nation being kidnapped, being killed, being hurt, and all we can come up with is a new show to bicker back and forth at each other, and do nothing to help. In it for the money, and nothing else. How useless are we that all we care about is making the next new show about following another broken Celebrities family in their everyday life. How pathetic? Is this suppose to make me proud to be an American? There are people risking there lives for this freedom, and all we know how to do is make fools of ourselves. What does it mean to be an American? Does it mean to have a wife with 2.5 kids, and work a boring job, working the same hours a week? Maybe the reason I am so depressed is because when I look out at the world I see something God couldn't possibly want. This is not what God meant when he said love your neighbor, he didn't mean break into another man's house, murder him and kidnap his four year old daughter. Where is my hope? Because at one point in my life it was staring at me in the face, now I am looking in every corner, but all I am really finding is darkness. So where is our America, where is our beautiful home, because it's not here anymore?"
Is this what it takes to make an illusion, or Will this ever come to be the truth? Why do I do the things I do? Why do I dream of these horrible things? I just want to know your view. It hurts to know what is not meant to be real. It hurts never knowing what will hurt next. I don’t want you to forget about me. I don’t ever want to go far away. I want to stick around forever. I want to stand up and fight. I don’t want to lay down and die. I want to be more than a weird nobody. I can’t breath on my own. I can’t stand on my own to feet. I need you more than I can imagine. Tell me that everything is O.K! I wish I could say that everything is alright. We can run away and live on forever. Where ever I go the pain follows my soul. Please make it go away from here. I want us to be free from this rule. I want us to run and never think again. I feel like this is my dream, and When I wake my smile will disappear. I want to say hey, everything is great! I want to hold you and talk of the good thin...
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