Screens
Lost my life to screens
I'm tired of running away
I noticed I write more when saddest
I've been writing every day
It scares me
Why are people tryna gatekeep pain?
It's crazy
Why all of a sudden
we all seem depressed?
Why does it touch the younger;
too tight of a net yet we can't connenct
I've been here for too long yet feel so far away
Please save me,
I plead, as I linger in a stranger's gaze
I looked up in search of a god
Was happy for a while
he wanished before my eyes
He banished me out of pride
Now he doesnt exist inside
My day and my day
Doesn't exist outside my brain
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