Temporary High

I don't understand this world. why is it that we are son into face value. the aesthetic value in everything will be our down fall. i don't understand  why the flesh is on our mind it consumes us. like an anaconda it's choking the life out of us in it's grasp. i admit i have fallen to this flow too. i believe it may be human nature. i don't need to scrounge around for dirty needles hoping this shot will ease the pain. i don't need to drink till the end of the bottle hoping the numbness will come quickly, and i don't need to pop pills like they are candy giving me a temporary high. you question my life,my choices I've made while your in a torrential down pour of your own. there is a difference between you and me. sure we may both have our storms, but i am no slave to mine. Are you? next time when you judge me judge carefully for you might have done the same. No more hypocrisy, no temporary highs,no more face value, I am no follower to my storms. this world has nothing for me.