Disappointment

Sometimes I hate this world. I get up in the mornings with the feeling of something tranquil and serene, but out of doors… Everything changes… I find myself in the chaotic sphere of malice, egoism and evil. I don't know why I am writing this. Just hurts. The main low of our live is the low of egoism. People worry only about themselves… If something is none of their concern, they won't listen. If you need help, maybe, nobody will help you. Mournfully, but I don’t see changes…