We are all judged by our clothing than our personality.
Rich, popular the only factors that matter.
If you’re nice, you get mocked.
You hold back on rage, you get bullied.
I voice my opinion.
And hell fire rains upon me.
Keeping quite and watching as the world turns into something filled with filth and lust.
If one tries to bring about a change, you get dragged and shattered till there is nothing left of you.
What have we come to?