Are we people too?

What are we working for?

Someone tell me because I don't understand the purpose of our pain. What are the points of our labours, what do we gain?

Times are hard, and nothing comes easy. We lose ourselves and forget the purpose of living, what's the point, are we still human beings?

Living in a world of labour is unfair and deluded. Working for someone, work that doesn't pay this may seem strange but you'll be a victim of this one day. 

We work so hard but what for? That's the question, why can't things change. Why can't we live life happy again, wouldn't that be strange.                                            Strange because being happy only happens very rarely, times have changed and now I see the ones I love barely.

Our superiors, rich bastards, will never understand there's only so much we can do, so please just remember we are all people too.