It's a Common thing now a days
Ain't even gonna lie
I feel damn broken inside
Always gotta stay high
I'm losing my mind
Numbing myself of this world seemed like the best idea among them all
Tragedy strikes unexpectedly
No one goes through the same things
Similar in design
Different in caparison
No one ever sees it coming
Always Try's to understand
But nobody really can
Not unless you were there
Saw with your own eyes
Screamed with them at the exact same time
It's a nightmare in different dimensions
Changed to fit the person
Smiles for days
Tears for nights
Everyones fighting there own fight
Family
Themselves
Friends
Stress
Even with how hard we try
Can never truly explain it all
Brains have a cut off line with description
That's why predictions exist
Beginning to end
Everyone has a finish line
Deep inside
Breaking point we say
Do we ever listen to them?
How about hell no
Push on through it all
Adults don't understand
It's a generational thing
Not like your "good old days"
Or back "when you were young"
Today is a different world
Different life we live
Now you see
Everyones fighting there own fight here
Support is healthy
Trust me
No one should be alone in time of need
Even if they refuse to speak
It's hidden behind the iris
World full of hidden things
Undiscovered
Undefined
Our fights take a lot out of us
No one can deny this
So let's all do what we do
Something we can share
The things that've helped us survive this hell we were born into
Jump in the car
Leave all the thoughts at the door
Screaming parents
Drama filled relationships
Things unspeakable
Let's blast it till the windows shake
Everyone ,all around
No giving up that's not how we do
Just putting em on hold
Turnt up to 11
For a night we won't
remember in the morning
May be a generational thing
Could be a factor of how we're living
Adapt to survive cruelty They don't know what we think
It's easier just to blame us When how we were raised is the only reasonable answer to give
Yet we have to remember Everyones fighting there own fight here
Even if it takes away from clear vision
Different things
Different degrees
It's a world war Separated by the amount of internal casualty
- Tanna
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Project Feel
Kurgu Olmayan"Written words speak when your voice fails" I started this project almost two years ago as a way for people all around the world to see that they are not voiceless or alone and that there isn't just one version of life. Not only that but also to sh...
