People make you evil

I cracked my shell and wandered a feet or two away... said a few hello's, laughed for a while... wept a little less. But deceit constructs trails to track you. Things at times aren't how it appears to the eyes.

Fracture a thing to put its core at sight.

And so you'll know... a glistening ruby, yet a charcoal halfway within that'll incinerate you with your own fire. That is how some people are. They make you evil. For one reason it is best to keep yourself in your own sphere.

Be not so nice.
Be not so friendly.
Care not too much...

so when people kick you in the face, it won't hurt like hell.

fuck y'all.