Maybe we're better off this way.

we watch eachother die, we cry.
no one's happy. everyone wants to smile, to love,
but we're all alone aren't we?
we come to this world, alone, cold,
unable to speak, think, or rationalize anything-
and that is exactly how we leave.

we love it when someone cries for us, dies for us,
we want to be held, kissed,
we're an element of our own creation,
we kill, we save eachother, sometimes we don't know why-
if we don't help eachother, or kill eachother, will we ever change?
will we ever have peace?

aren't we all the same on the inside?
flesh, blood, bones, we have one heart, one soul.
some are tainted, others are pure-
we use our minds' to our advantage,
we get what we want, need, crave.

we feel for ourselves, we feel our own pain-
no one else really matters.