Hopeless.

I don't know what to do to feel everything is all right. I'm concerned, all the time, about what's around me. But on the other hand, I'm not. Never. I've been trying so hard to go through. But failed so many times that I can't afford to care for other people anymore. 

I believe in the great power of communication but people are still animals. Worse, in fact. Animals can communicate. Their means of communication is easier. They share things to live. That's all.

But we have complicated the process and now, we can't understand each other. And we stopped trying. Understanding, speaking, reading, listening, feeling concerned, being nice. We just stopped and let the world go. 

And now what? The rich still steal the poor, people still make war, time is still money, money we don't have enough to let everybody lives his life, simply and slowly. 

People are disappointed, angry and sadly hopeless. And it's worse, worse than everything. The light is gone. The fire is put out inside ourselves. But we're still playing another game, acting... A mask on our face. 

'Cause we can't afford to tell our weaknesses in a world where everyone is the shark and the fish when we're just suffering from loneliness. 

But what if this hope we lost was the home of humanity? Does that mean everybody is now... homeless?  'Cause unfortunately, we'll never have helping centers enough for all of us.  

So, what do we have to do now? What do we have to do?

(2011)