just feels so wrong.
the reality i live in
is grim and anxious.
i want to go over to
the fictional world,
where everything’s
happy and fun,
everyone gets along,
stress doesn’t exist,
we all have a home,
we all have love,
and life is easy
because it’s not real.
this reality feels
so unlike what
i want it to be.
i really do fear
that i won’t
have a home,
i’m stressed
at a time where
i shouldn’t be,
i can’t find love
because all the
ones that i like
are taken or gone,
never returning,
and my mind says
that i have no shot.
and i can’t live
like i would in
the other world,
because
it’s
all
just
fucking
fake.
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