We walk these streets as little p***s in a world that escapes most people's understanding. Still, they seem not to care. A trap that I have begun to fall into. It is clear that nothing's right, and this world has to change. I offer no solutions, no corrections, only questions. I had wished upon a star, but that star had shone too brightly. It was just a satellite, more garbage in the air. This is the sound of me trying to cure my current affliction, the apathy that has set in through my whole life.