my physical form


about me


Our parents, our school, the government - they've lost us. Our friends, our lives, ourselves - we are all just wayward wanderers. We hear the screaming sirens and the soft tune of the birds, see blood splattered concrete and the weeds which try to overtake the man-made prison that is the city. We are fed with lies and drained of morals. Our youth is torn in two. By day school and work consume us but by night daddys precious daughters sleep only in his dreams. We are creatures of our own creation, alone in this hellish world to either add to the chaos or simply escape forever into the forests, where this generation will forever be lost and forgotten.

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