What’s with the world we’re in?

Let’s love a little less and see.

No one really cares when our heart stops beating.

Death is only a tragedy for the living.

So why are we so afraid of it?

We only have heaven and hell to pick from.

Excessive goodness or excessive evil.

I don’t get what we fight for.

How long can we defend the defenseless?

Cut our own legs to give them theirs?

Mess it up and see.

Utopia is not for eternity.

Why do we bother?

Perfectly imperfect.

All seen through the jagged pieces of glass on the hearts of cynics.