Metaphors

Shall write in a different style to express my feelings.

You know how a forest seems so peaceful, and when the fire starts, it is bound to burn out sooner or later. Its a countdown to nothingness. Running on a fuse and when the time comes, id be too late to revert.

No matter how much you love admiring and playing with that bird, it is not meant to be stuck in that cage. It is meant to fly freely instead of being confined. Cant be selfish ; some things are meant to be sacrificed.

By right there should be fairness, equalivant trade but thanks to the greed of people, it hardly occurs. Sometimes you gain more than you lose, sometimes you lose more, so much more that everything seems meaningless.

Pride
Envy
Greed
Gluttony
Lust
Wrath
Sloth

Everyone has them. Its just how much of each they have and how they express it.