We don't have friends We don't empathize We don't do not find joys in others When we empathize, we only want people to help us When we listen, we're only waiting for our turn to talk When we make friends, we only do so to ensure our survival We are inherently selfish creatures Perhaps in our advancement past simple survival instincts, we surpassed the instinct to do what is good for the species as a whole Perhaps after conquering the big picture, we enveloped ourselves in smaller details Instead of looking up at our friends' smiles, we look down at our own little worlds I'm not worried though Looking at the big picture, we're a very sporadic species Never staying at the same place for more than one hundred years We're a weird species A polygamist species that developed monogamic tendencies You have to play the game or else you're called insane Truth is subjective Whatever is decided by the majority becomes the truth I don't know what I'm saying I'm high as -blam!- Not on drugs though Or any substance for that matter I'm just spewing whatever comes out of my mind to try and relieve these tangles...