bad vibes.
table talks
don't sound sincere.
can i walk off
and away from here?
hide away,
i don't want to hear
gen x kids ranting
from this car's most rear.
i can't stand the
fact that everything,
starts crumbling
in front of me.
run from fear
and wish that i'm not here,
so could you stay,
at least 'til it leaves?
time, oh so dear,
can you fly a little bit faster?
and can you slow down
when i feel better?
yes or no,
that's all i
need to know.
can the bad vibes just get away from me?
-
true as it sounds,
depression's abound.
hear another relative
and their suicidal thoughts
realize that this world
inhales toxic atmospheres,
exhales toxic relationships,
and
expects so much more
from a disappointed
and disappointing society.
-l
11.13.2018
10:48 p.m.
i was in the car when i came up with this idea,
it was a sunday morning, and suddenly, the adults talk
about the teens getting more and more depressed each day,
but i'm not here to spill the tea on a wattpad chapter unless needed.
YOU ARE READING
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