Human Nature

Human nature disgusts me.

We hide our animalistic natures, our selfish crimes, our ugly faces behind pretty lies like love and justice, religion, and so-called rights.

What do we know, really. Why deny it?

We all look the same in the dark.

Maybe we just are.

Sickening, ugly, disgusting, animals, all of us. Jealousy, hatred, hedonism, murder... Foul lies and crimes and intents all come too easily. Driven by want, need, sex and fear.

Love? Or is it just the fear of being alone on this world? Being without someone by your side, no proof of your actual existence, no justification of your sanity? Just another pretty mask, hiding another grotesque identity.

That's all we are.

We're all the same.

Ugly, horrendous creatures...

You sicken me.

And by my previous logic, I sicken me.

We're all the same. What makes me special? It could be anyone, couldn't it?
Wouldn't make a difference to you.

So long as someone's there for you, so long as you fulfill your needs. There's no need for it to be me. So long as there's a visually attractive girl, you can take care of your filthy wants, your sex-driven urges. There is no love.

We are driven by the urge to have sex. That's what compels us to create relationships with the other gender. The sexier the girl, the stronger the attraction, isn't it? So why need me?

Screw it. We're all ugly.
The ugliest of us just don't have a purpose.

[Readers, sorry if this confuses you or completely changes your mind about who I am. I'm just being negative tonight... Or have I secretly just been like this all along? Just another dirty lie behind a pretty mask? After all... We're all the same. And I'm human too.]