I’m so intrigued in madness around us, that it seems natural. Beauty of life is rare cause now as days were divergent depending on how fair our skin is, all reflects of a image but really is the perfect image. We share the same neurons and mentally as humans. But others have a different mindset of separating us creatures from each other. Lost in self hate. Blind for our actions. Corrupt thats not the half of it. Religion bent backwards  to fit our injustice souls. What is true in life?Lately the bad is out weighing the good. Unmeasured by what really, is beautiful in life. Haven’t found it yet. Will I ever. Our world around us, is starting to change or is it me just out growing it? My soul is intertwining with thoughts of society and reality. Pain is just a insanity we feel. My soul is damage by the will to juggle out insanity and real. What’s the beauty of life.