If I can't have this world, no one cannAre the words etched in these wallsnReflection will soon be the only thing leftnNothing gained, everything wastednFuture generations are constantly neglectednAnd because of this are fucked before they even existnNo one is given a clean slate with which to startnDebt and destruction are the paths we leave for our followersnHow can anyone be happy when they have never even seen a world which allows such a thing?nHow can time progress forward when nothing progressive has been done in decadesnI can't believe we still exist