• to look and the disheveled and disorganized mind of my past;
    to see how far i have come,
    to look to the skin and see the scars.

    to imagine life without the pain;
    to see the way happiness looks,
    to imagine the world as a more peaceful place.

    pure ciaos of the world;
    complete and utter destruction,
    difference and yet likeness in the same.

    the things we see around us;
    the possibilities of pain,
    the things people can do.

    people think of ways to help themselves;
    not always the people around them,
    with very few objections.

    few people realize what really happens;
    many see the reactions and do not take to heart,
    few people care what happens.