Why Bother?

October 25, 2011
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The definition of injustice is crule at work on the loves of individuals. Random acts of kindness are scarse and insignificant in size compared to the constant pounding of indifference. People try choking you with the lies of a bright future, my questions is, how can the future be so bright in the light of all the darkness?

The Phrase goes: sticks and stones may break my bones but names will never hurt me. This we were taught from very young of age, only when we grew did we realise that it's no true. Words hurt. Actions hurt. That's the truth.

Ever work out of your mouth is that of poison slowly seeping into my mind. I can't seem to do anything right, can I? Don't answer. I already know your response. Even the smallest of actions or choices seems to insult your intellegance. Yet thought I try my hardest to avoid offense, it's enevitable.

My mind lately is driffings to the idea: Why Bother?

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