The lyng truth

Today,the rainy spring day,the day of silence and the symphony of rain drops,the day of crying cloudes and azure sky.Still I feel sad,still I am bored,still I have the desire to set up,to an unknown road,where there would be no one.I don't know where is this dream land,or how it is,but this sweet temptation will not give me alone.I am fed up with these liar people,I am tired of there ill tempered behavior,I just want to leave,to any where,but now here,in this cruel world,with such people.There must be a new world created and new human.This is my belife,as I am loosing all my faith to human purity.It is not that much strange as I see how they betray,as I see their endless lies,as I see trataitors.What can I do,I can't stand it and I can't do some thing to change it.This endless challenge will never leaves it's shadow on me.Why people are like this?Purity is a forgotten story,vertue is only reachable on the myths,and truth is becoming a lie in this world.