In a world where everything is going wrong, where the skies are filled with smog and the seas are filled with plastic, where politicians promise change but deliver more of the same, it's time to scream.
You should scream at the top of your lungs, at the top of your lungs, at the top of your lungs. Scream until your voice is hoarse, until your throat is raw, until you've got nothin' left but a bunch of useless vowels.
Scream about the state of the world, about the state of your own soul, about the state of your favorite sports team (if you're that into that sorta thing). Scream about everything.
You Should Scream More if you're not tired of screaming yet.