This world is mad. Mader than the hatter. And though they said the best people are…. Do we really think so when we see the scars? There is no such thing as love anymore,
no relationships, only situationships.
“Everyone” has not only a person but persons. Married, but ladies on the side. Here money rules them all. Capitalism and a broken generation. Respect and trust are not to be found. Yeah, everyone fucks around.
By not even a click of a button, but a face recognition to open the phone. Only a few swipes for you to feel like you’re on a thrown. A new conquest for you to have… only to break their backs.
But not only backs are broken, souls are hurt, and hearts have finally spoken. Hearts have shattered and emotions gone, for if you are to survive you must be the cold-hearted one….Or so this life has shown.
What happened with chivalry? Words of kindness? The forehead kisses, only
for the one?
…What happened to the love?
If you care, you are even mader. For emotions are to be abused, don’t fall into the trap or you’ll end up bruised. Yeah, in a world where money rules them all, you can’t let yourself fall. For if you do, shame on you. The fault is yours, and yours only. So if you care, leave it behind. Go and find that money mind. Then you’ll survive and thrive. As crazy as it sounds, that’s the only way to the crowns. If you care and don’t manage to find that other mind… go through the door and leave this world behind.
Go fuck someone to unfuck yourself. Fuck all the fucks away. When no fucks are given and money rules, you have finally found the tools and jewels.
But in the end, down the line, you’ll find another mad mind. An empty life is what you made, from the mistake of only getting laid.
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All the best,
CG Art & Poetry
CG Art & Poetry 