I no longer love myself,
Nor the world as a whole.
The only thing I truly love
Is my soul.

The thing I hate the most—
That no one understands my mind.

As a child, I loved everything:
My parents,
The world,
And myself.

But as time passed, I was deceived;
I believed growing up would be kind.
Now that I’ve grown,
Reality feels doomed.

So I choose to become a soul—
That is my truest goal:
To help the world understand
Itself as a whole.

A soul can travel the planet,
Deeper than any role.
While the world turns people into dolls,
Lost within its endless roll.

I am in search of something
Pure and whole—
Something that can shape me
As good as my soul.