User blog:Beauty from Pain/Dear me, (The Second Part)

Dear me, it's time you learn a bit about where you live.

Welcome to A M E R I C A, kiddo. The country of hate, corruption, and death.

It's the Hunger Games here, but with 50 tributes, each one competing for money, wealth and fame. We are a divided country, never being able to agree on anything. Honestly, the fact that we haven't split in two is pretty shocking.

Here, everyone is basically the same. We all crave attention, and will do anything for it. We have a deep hate for mostly everything. We are corrupt, willing to take lives all for our godly overlord, money. We are the lapdogs of riches, we are all take but never give.

The rest of the world slaps steryotypes onto us, we are forever branded as freedom-obsessed, fat, arrogant, wannabe, burger-loving pricks who can't take criticism. The bad in us becomes who we are, the good are overlooked and thrown into the corner. That's how it always is.

What if we dared to defy all odds, to speak out about our beliefs? What if we just let ourselves out, and showed our true colors? We'd be dead in days.

They tell us we are privlaged, that we should be happy for everything we have. But we all desire more, we cannot rest with what we have. What type of life is that, never finally having enough, chasing the light at the end of the tunnel only to discover it's a train? Not a fitting one, that's what it is.

Pack your sacks, grab a weapon, and make a run for it. We can only pray to god that you escape.

(I wrote this becuase I was extremely fed up with everything. Don't take it seriously or get offended please.)