The Norm.

Do you hear that? Silence.
It can be golden at times. 
But, what happens when you get affected by the silence?
Drama, trauma, what's worse than the viscous violence created in this world?
Genocide, homicide, criticize, all leads up to the imaginable suicide.
People need to recognize, specialize, understand to apologize and to live life at its fullest because one day it will be gone.
This place, beautiful place we live in, live on.
No one wants to be here because people pollute people.
We are the abomination to discommunication which can turn into hatred destruction if not saved in time.
Can't even explain the feelings I have not just in my head but in my heart.
My heart feels things but my brain understands things.
They're total opposites of each other.
Just like every single soul walking on earth.
Different.
The only one thing that people have in common with people is being human.
Knowing that I'm going to see the same person I call my friend tomorrow, the same person I had a deeper feeling for tomorrow, the same person who stopped being my friend tomorrow.
I know what's going to happen.
It's not a vision, it's not déjà vu.
It's a chapter I keep reading, the same cassette I keep hearing on the stereo, the same VHR I keep watching.
Nothing's changing, just like the world.
This is a norm.