Roses are red,
Sadness is blue.
My heart is hurting,
And yours is to.
Depression is real.
Childhood is dead.
Pills come first,
And anxiety comes second.
A generation of smiles,
With scars on their wrists.
And millions of parents,
Who somehow don't notice this.
Nations of people,
Trying to be famous.
In a world so oblivious to its own potential,
It almost seems tasteless.
Senseless killings,
Unfair wars.
A world painted red,
By it's own carelessness.
What do we do,
When society is barely holding on?
Put on a brave face,
Pretend to be strong.
But who are we being strong for,
If we're all pretending?
That's a wrap people,
Get off of that stage and start really living.
We are the future,
So stop living from the example of the past.
If we're gonna change things,
Now's a great time to start.
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I should be studying for my math exam...📐
But when you feel inspired,you feel inspired.💭✒
Hope this isn't complete gibberish.
Thank you guys all so much for your support!🌷
Please keep leaving me comments,I truly enjoy hearing from you guys!
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It's 6:27 am here,so I wish you all a pleasant Wednesday...or whenever you read this 😉☕
Remember. ..🌟⭐🌟⭐🌟⭐
We are the future,
So be the change you want to see.🌼
#empowered 👑
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