Waiting for that someday. Holding on for just another day. Last breaths and final goodbyes. The air is thick and my tongue is tied. Life isn’t what it used to be. And we are not who we could be. Fake smiles and passing glances. Second chances mean little anymore. We are just the faces the world ignores. They go on with their trends and fazes. While we sit in the dark. Just wanting a little something more.

Society beats us with it’s not so noble fists. Then cleans it all up like nothing happened. And the world goes on as if it doesn’t exist. As if the problems and the struggles are not real. But how can they do that? Do they know how it feels?

We have been shoved past the breaking point. We have lost many and are still fighting to survive. Yet those who say they want to help us turn a blind eye. Some people pretend to help. That much is true. But what would they do? If they felt what we felt too?

They would not have our strength! Our courage! They would crumble and break and ask us how we do it!

But then what would we do? Would we do the same as they did? For revenge? Or would we lend a helping hand? Because we know no one deserves to have thier happiness taken away. No one deserves to feel that pain.

Because in the end, no matter where we stand, everyone has been broken. Everyone needs someone on their side. Not another bad guy!