Monologue

A Stage Play by Lullaby Lingerer

My inner thoughts.

My need for understanding is infinite. My need for acceptance is infinite. My need to be anything but an outcast is infinite. I just want to have any feeling but ALONE. Does no one understand? Does no one care is a better question, I suppose. In fact, I know no one does. Why? Because in our world it is more important to care about oneself, than about others. What kind of monstrosity did we turn society into? What did we do so wrong, to make our society so unbelievably ugly to make it effects the future generations so immensely? Look at our children! Look how they dress! They have no confidence, and they slit their wrists just to feel ACCEPTED. I say our world should be set in fire, and burned. Maybe with reckless abandon. Maybe with an exact, and all too precise method, in the way to kill everyone, just to have a fresh start. To get rid of all this tyranny in the world.