I'm not sure what to write about,
It might just come crashing down,
Spread like wildfire,
Until we're back here again,
Alone, just the two of us,
We live in a time where you or I don't really matter,
Unless we got gold cards, platinum dreams, and rich taste,
Like being the upper class must be so cool,
Truly living life is something they wont,
It's hard to understand people,
It's never gonna make sense,
Why you truly feel sad,
And if I truly feel empathy,
When you make the shot and miss,
Sometimes I smile that you fail,
When you make the shot and hit,
Envious strikes the nerves and shifts my face a little more ugly,
It can't be helped,
Everyone experiences this,
I'm glad when things go in favor for others and myself,
Or maybe I'm suppose to feel that way,
Maybe this is all a game,
A big joke,
Or all too real I wish it was fake,
That's probably not her real hair color,
But your too fixated on her blouse to really notice,
Being able and having the opportunity,
Why not strike?
It's not like it really matters,
I'm not sure if it ever did,
The air that I breath,
The water that I drink,
The land in which I eat from,
I don't think I could ever truly appreciate it,
At least that's how my mind works,
There's never gonna be enough for me to do to be better...
No one says yes and no anymore,
No one wants to be together,
No one can trust me,
I can't trust them,
We don't believe in one another,
We just want to see tomorrow,
So did my friend yesterday,
So did my brother,
But they never will,
I wish tomorrow never came,
If I knew I'd face it alone more then ever...
©retroletgo
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