Awakening

Look into my eyes. What do you see? Do you see the real me or the mask I wear? Now begone for time has grown short, and you have little time to change your ways.Your kind is dying out and you fail to see it. How can you not realize what will happen if you continue. I have tried to guide you down the path, but you don't listen or follow. I have faded from your hearts and minds, yet am not missed. So much potential you have wasted finding better ways to kill one another. Conflict may shape you but it should not define you. I must sleep now, the end draws near.