Composure, because even though we have been destroying the planet selfishly thinking only about us and maybe it will never be the same since our intervention, I like to think that maybe we will stop ravaging the earth itself and the enviroment, and that mother nature will take it's course. But there's also that deep feeling of sorrow which overcomes when you realize how everything humanity conquered, crumbles, and the fact of watching how our every step taken vanishes leaving no trail, even though it'd be quite pleasant to behold ditches colapse into oblivion and towers falling to pieces.

Unhealed

What's the whole point on wrapping the wound
When you don't intend to get over it?
To look back one day, and feel proud of having surpased that shadow

What's the point in just spreading the blood with your nails
As it slowly goes deeper
When you should pour confidence over it?

You've been through a lot
But you're not alone
And you're better than what you think


Lives are understimated
Just keep walking