Why?

Why do I give people advice who don't listen. They ask, and then ignore. They know I am right because they are in this situation because they did not listen to me. It makes me terribly angry so why do I bother? Is it because I still have some kind of demented heart left? I know not. Why do I attempt to talk to people who are borderline breaking promises to talk to me? does it matter. I don't think it will soon. I won't care. Apathy will take me at last. Throw your stones I won't really care. Most of you have horrible aim anyway. You can see that from the way you live your life. No goals, or dreams, just temporary pleasure. Sometimes I think I hate the both of you. Maybe I do. Either way I will keep trying to be there for you, for some demonic reason unknown to me.

Beginning

A gilded age cannot understand those who strive for honor and honesty
Its cheap glitter dazzle and blind all who cannot rise above the facade.
This is me, like it or not. Disconformed, unadorned, and Writing new beginnings.