No Way Out

It is a cruel reality - that it isn't fair to just everyone.

You see people all around, and you think they're just like you - living in a nice flat, holding good jobs, eating three whole meals every day.

Thing is, there are so many things that we don't see. And when we see them, the first thing we think about is how unfair it all is - that we shouldn't be doing what we're doing. That next plate of rice seems so guilty, the next shopping trip needless.

Truth of the matter is, there will always be that poor unfortunate person, like a kitten sitting in the middle of a street crying for your attention.

But do we do anything about it? Do we save the one single soul or go for the whole world? Do we even bother?

What's the use of saving one life if we're going to watch the others burn? What's the use of being noble if noone gets to see the effort? What's wrong with not bothering?

It's all one big question, and our individual answers determine the kind of fucked up personality we all have.

Either way, you're wrong. Just keep asking - you'll know what I mean.