Angel

What or who exactly is an angel?

I began asking myself so.

Yet, I'll never know, because everyone would simply say that such pure beings never exist at all in the first place.
Sometimes, I really laugh, because I feel like a fool.
There's no such things as kindess in this world. People would just use you over and over and over again.
No one cares about what you think, no one bothers about how you feel.

Everyone simply thinks for themselves and live for themselves.

Who's there to see the tears? Who's there to hear the sobs?
No one is willing to make themself sad just because someone is.
No one is willing to listen to what others say because they exist for themselves and are always the most important being alive on this planet.

Everyone just simply treats others like trash because they are far more important then others.

I'm just an immature little kid.
No love, no respect, no form of emotions needed from me.
I don't see the importance in importance of a person. I don't see the importance of having the whole world love you when you are not capable of performing to deserve the love that others will give.

But sadly, the works of others will always be exploited by some people to be theirs and not the original owners.

Maybe we should all just be idiots, forevermore and ever and ever.
Just like all you others.