An Existence Where Hope Reigns Free And Anything, Anything At All, Made A Difference
I imagined a world where dreams exist.
How nice of a place that might've been.
And it's sad to know that everything is
Very hopeless, it's all a waste of time.
Every dream I have is melting away.
Now and again I'll get some motivation-
Only for it to be taken away quickly.
How the birds used to sing
On the branches of a sunrise!
Perched, lively, on the edge of success.
Early bird doesn't get anything now.
No time to make friends or to cry,
Or to be happy or fail that test.
Things have gone wrong lately:
Horrid emotions come from within,
Irrational and damaging thoughts, only
Not to be listened to, of course.
Gosh, we don't have time for healing!
Mask-maker, please tell me the truth:
Are you a saint, or a liar like the others?
Tell me how to survive, and P.S.,
Thanks for red stripes and bleach.
Everyone knows doom lays ahead,
Reality is falling apart. Relentlessly.
Somebody please help. I'm drowning.
A/N: Sorry, I'm not trying to worry anyone here. I just had some thoughts based on the current downhill state of literally everything, along with some struggles multiple people I know were/are going through.
