If I'm ever feeling lonely
I could get someone to hold me
As if it's like business
Where you purchase things you need
Pick up some gifts ignorantly
Cause we just wanna build a bond temporarily
Don't care if they prioritise us before everything
You could kill someone mentally
But can't bear to watch em get hurt physically
Our definition of justice is so silly
There's no need of formality
Better agree with majority
Or keep your mouth shut completely
Voice your own opinions
Get called an idiot
Break couple of hearts habitually
Show off your attitude daily
Chained everywhere yet claim free
Take drugs and caffeine as depression's remedy
People only see what is showed
And believe what is taught
Everything else is regarded as stupidity
Say rip to unique ideas and creativity
Make fun of someone without knowing rest of the story
Neglect matters you can't accept properly
I'll nod as you're expecting
You can't tell what I'm thinking
Sounds funny when you apologise
Trust me your eyes failed to lie
Sometimes I wonder subconsciously
What a weird world I live in routinely
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Petrichor
PoetryPetrichor (/ˈpɛtrɪkɔːr/) is the earthy scent produced when rain falls on dry soil. The word is constructed from Greek petra (πέτρα), "rock", or petros (πέτρος), "stone", and īchōr (ἰχώρ), the fluid that flows in the veins of the gods in Greek mythol...
