We consistently hurt people.
It's in our nature.
We owe them an explanation, but we overlook.
They were destroyed by our habits.
We're never annoyed, neither worried.
Unhappy humanity was a goal set by a psychotic, dark lord.
We are tools in his hands; sometimes I considered retiring.
My boat is waiting for me within a river of sand.
We are all grounded, Darling.
We are devastated by own greed, own anger, and own self-worship.