Washed out

Its a washed out world where everyone seems the same. They all want to be the same. Only few are different from everyone else, the ones who stand out, the ones who try but are never noticed, the ones who are weird and crazy, the ones who want to be themselves but are forced into a different state of mind. The world is drained from all its uniqueness, from all its color so its down to 2, from all its sounds so its down to 1, from all it's feelings so now its down to none. Love is tossed around and hate is used as a weapon. No one sees when one is crying and no one sees ones pain. We are trained to see the outside only and hide the inside. We are trained to never ask why. But the world is all in perspective honey, you just need to change yours to see. To see what you are supposed to see, and that's me.

-M.B