Maybe it wasn't enough,
To change my mind,
When I can never find,
A reason why,
A reason to survive,
In this world of acids and alkalines,
Where life and death are borderline,
Where you will never be mine,
Where my hands are tied,
And I'm tired,
Of all these lies,
And of all the butterflies,
When all you make me do is cry.
And how tiring it is,
To be human,
Perpetually half alive,
Where we have to thrive,
When the only thing we do is die,
And always wonder why,
It's so hard to survive,
And the reason why,
Is that the only thing we're meant to do,
Is to die.
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Cheerful, I know. I may have went overboard on the rainbows, sunshine and happiness. 😅
I was considering deleting this one but I don't really have anything else. For absolutely no reason, I've just been feeling down and I guess it's reflected in my writing.
Anyway, I hope that everyone else is feeling well and thanks for reading. ♥️
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