Floors made of lives we'd gladly end to stay inside...

Why is it that life can be so horrible? The area I live in is absolutely ridiculous. No one thinks for themselves, it's all about trends. I get so pissed everytime I walk through the mall and see Bob Marley's face on a T-shirt. Because I guarantee that no body around here listens to Bob Marley to be inspired, but just because he smoked weed, and weed is the cool thing to do. But now it's gotten worse than that. First, all the people that thought I was dumb for smoking weed, started smoking weed. THEN, they started doing worse things. Heroin, crack, PCP! Yet a cop will still stop and arrest me for smoking weed. I tell them the same thing every time, "GO FIND SOMEONE WHO'S ACTUALLY COMMITTING A CRIME!"
The earth and the people on it are getting more and more fucked up. And there's nothing I can do about it...