Vagas y pésimas escrituras

Consumerism 'without order' or reason of profanity. 

Is that what will end humanity?

Will superficiality be the law?

Or will I soon end up underground anyway?

I swear I hate everything, everything with exception

Terrible is anyone in my eyes

I have such lousy eyesight, that's the way it was made for me.

What am I going to do, bury myself?

Change is not my favorite option, I don't know if anyone else's is.

What will they think if I do nothing but live and ache as I'm given

What will be done to me when it's known that I do nothing but circulate on the contrary?

Will I be buried by hand? Or by word and by another?

What will I do when I am left alone? I will never know how to testify, I do not lie anyway.

I fear pain, not death, that the latter will come and that the former will do me good