This world is a man's world,
But it wants people to eat people,
With innocent eyes and cheerful laughter,
Killed so many people with one knife at a time.
And the living are no longer human,
What lives is a thick powder of fat,
stacks of banknotes,
or there are still people,
really caring people.
no longer human,
The tears shed by angels,
Give the slightest mercy.
I used to be afraid of being called pessimistic by others, afraid of being hated, afraid of a lot, afraid of so much, so I was always trying to fit in, smile hard, or perform hard.
Diligently pretending to be funny, just to win some smiles and friendliness, even though those friendly hypocrisy are hateful and powerless to deal with.
I hate the world,
angrily hate,
But kneeling down reverently,
I hope the world will give me a look,
give me Love,
I cried bitterly,
My heart is full of grievances,
I died a second before the light,
White beams of light stuck on my corpse,
looks like an angel,
as if there was nothing,
something that has never been,
What makes ghosts and ghosts weep,
——
A heart with bloody tears.
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