"Ye Duniya Agar Mil Bhi Jaaye Toh Kya Hai?"

This society of emotionally drought stricken decaying souls..dressed in the choicest on the outside, with tattered morale’s, barely able to cover up, inside.. What will you achieve even if u achieve a place in this world?

This world of buildings, apathy and materialism. This highly deceptive inhumane world where everything’s a façade.. The materialistic pleasure derived from pathetic worldly things. The money, the power, the pretense. What is all of it worth? What happens after you achieve it all? This world of vanity. Plastic exteriors. Rotting interiors. Achieve it. Gain it all. Become a part of the farce. You’re the crowned elite.
What then? Happiness? Satisfaction?
Doubtful.

I think too much.

I think too much, about everything that doesnt concern me.

I think too much, and it's driving me crazy.

Humanity’s a dying realization of an ending evolution
To define the acceptable from the erroneous
Where ethics play their moralistic trumpets
To a world deafened by malice and spite
Where is that world that we’d be happy to achieve
The world of beautiful bliss and far-fetched fairytales
This world is as worthless as those fried chips
That we savor initially, but that fill not our stomach
But add to the pot belly that surrounds it
It’s all excessive fat, really. Unhealthy and pointless
But people still crave for it, like it’s all that matters.
When all that truly matters, is imperially ignored
And the power of accomplishment, misused
Only to lead one world to another, of more apathetic souls