Poems, Rants, and Vents. (depressing)

rising

your time will come, you will rise.
your chance awaits, roll the dice.
you hurt yourself, the heaven cries.
you kill yourself, an angel dies.
you're the cat, chase your mice.
you talk truth, but they're lies.
you try to survive, your methods are vice.
you must stay or not, the soul vies.
you face the lows, but don't see the highs.
your mirror yells, you're not of size.
your fame online, trying to feel nice.
you're off that, real people you don't realize.
you do it all, but interest dries.
you bid hellos, and so the byes.
you look up now, dry your eyes.
your time must come, you shall rise.

please do not steal