And today we fight so viciously like dogs in pens, like rebels fight for a cause that’ll only get lost in the sea of dreams. I’m dazed by the downers that get me high on life but I surely would call this society’s friendly way of suffocation. And here we are tonight- pushed on the edge when you were only smiling beforehand. How am I supposed to feel when you’ll never know how broken I am? We battle it out as comments cascade on my skin like hot water in an early morning shower. You’re always there and sometimes I get confused about how I love- how I hate. Confused at how I cry so hard my lungs beg to cool down while hot tears warm my cheeks. I love you. I hate you. I understand- but knowledge may be a little lost these days on a cloudy day set in what you want me to be. I only ask for happiness but happiness seems slim in a world where it’s ‘cool’ to be sad. If they only f***ing knew. Only knew behind these lenses it’s something completely obtuse- no pun intended. Love is too much for me- but it’s always on my fingertips like an itch I can’t scratch. I cry out but you’d never know because I’m slowly sinking. You’d never know because I’ve been gone for awhile. Something you’ve never known. Because it’s a hate-love relationship, especially in the stars were the dead shines bright and causes romance where you never knew. They call it stars, I call it another life, where I could be accepted but it’s too far away. I guess it’s time to get happy? Society appreciates optimism- but craves a story that’ll have them wasted and suspended in time. But does it really get through? But see- your body is your body and comments are words that cascade over my body like a tidal wave. Who says it ‘cool’ to be sad? Idiots.
Chose Life. Choose to Live. Because you’ll only ever always be a pure and beautiful spirit like the night sky on a cool summer night.