The World's End

The world as we know it,
May be coming to an end,
More hate.
less love.

And when we are alone,
we will have absolutly,
Nothing.

For it was our fault,
for putting ourselves first,
then others that needed the help.

But our chances are still open,
but we dont have the bravery,
to grasp them.

For we are weak.
useless,
a piece of trash.

But we made it like that,
and once we did it,
its hard to undo.