"Lost Time is Never Given Back"
~ Benjamin Franklin
Where am I?
What is the date?
Why do I ask these questions every morning and think the same thing?
'Why Do I Exist?'
There is no selflessness left in this world
I will forever be on my own.
However when I look around why does it feel like
I'm covered in a film layer
Everyone I see is so
Far away.
YOU ARE READING
Random
LosoweThis is just stuff that pops into my head if you think you can use it or make it something go for it just tell me what the story's called in the comments next to it. Thanks!
