Fuck the Future.

A long time ago this was our future.

Is this as good as it gets?

Will it be any better?

Must I wait and see?

Too many questions,

Too little answers.

But ask away,

Maybe your question will get answered some day.

When did the future switch from being a promise to being a threat?

Isn’t the purpose to make the world better,

To show happiness on every inch of the land.

To truly feel happy and do what was planned?

Stop.

Think,

Why are we changing the world.

It’s working for us isn’t it?

Je ne comprend pas.

Do you?

If so,

Explain. Explain to me like I’m five.

Why who when where what.

You want to change the world

But instead you go to fucking sleep.