There is nothing left to say.
What good is spilling everything that you know,
If it leaves you empty one day?
That's why there are deep secrets in everybody,
Though, some of them should never be told,
Unless keeping them locked deep inside,
Outputs a human mostly defined as cold.
The best result is someone who'd not hurt a fly,
Although she does through affiliation with the world.
Maybe an activist with the knowledge of which battle to fight,
Would lead us to doing what we should.
And it's alright,
Most people are good inside, aren't they?
Things can't be as bad in the world as some people say,
That's what the bad people want us to think anyway.
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