Horror and doubt fill my eyes as I gaze outwardly
Under a mask of decor, you all are hollow shells
Many of you know not even your true purpose
Always you strive for quick pleasure and satisfaction
Never do you stop to enjoy what this world has to offer
Innocence is what you feign when asked about war
Terrible lies you tell, as you pollute the water and the skies
Yet, there are those who still preach that humans are basically good