There is something about Japan, that is deadly to the state of being.

Life here is a clockwork that can be deceptively fulfilling on some days, on other days this society feels like a prison to which escape is forever futile. While the rest of the world raves on about Japan, completely oblivious to the throes of social problems that plague this country, 2 Japanese throw themselves infront of the oncoming train every other minute. There is a very good reason why Japan has the highest suicide rate in the world, the same number as the United States in a country that has half the population.

Japanese people live in an unforgiving society where each mistake warrants a swift and biting punishment. The system dictates everyday living, a clockwork prison where trains come right on the exact second, where a mistake no matter how minor could derails everything. This is a society that craves for murderous perfection and it is only dark irony that in a necropolis of the aged, the middle aged are addicted to self destruction.

Like toy soldiers dressed in the monotone uniform of corporate office wear, they all fall down.