The utter madness of my life,

Has caused me pain though out the times,

Why does life make no sense,

Why do I always got to regress,

When feeling for something to no end,

And to be torn apart all over again,

These human ideas are madly real,

The sad thing is you can't repel,

The ways in which humans act,

Even though it is a mess,

Does it really make sense,

When people say they want the best,

They want the thing that cares the most,

Will do whatever they want the most,

Then throw it away like it has just died,

Caring none,

Just gone and hide.