bad condition

these weeks just let me felt down and regret..... 
rain always draw the sky.....
tires faces always showed off on the streets....
we're in the another era, bad era, global warming era....
i hate this, feels so close to the die green....
my enemies of this earth are silly people, garbage, and broken hearts...
from this earth i'm writing this from my deepest feeling of this condition, how can this earth turhs into a safest place to us ? because we're haven't live in the safest place....not yet