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Awake

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Today i woke up sad again

woke up feeling a bit hopeless

a bit lost.

Nothing is the way i want it,

the rain falls when i want the shine,

nothing is the way i imagined,

people arent dancing and singing in the streets

or maybe ive watched too many fairytales.

My life isnt going as planned,

They say slow and steady wins the race,

but im the biggest loser of them all.

I mask my sad wrinkled face with a fake smile,

while hoping for death to take us all.

Nothing is mine, whats mine is nothing,

searching for time yet time feels like nothing.

i lose a bit of hope everyday

soon my depression will be here to stay

i lose a bit of myself day by day

soon the whole of me will become a stray.

Life is so meaningless without happiness,

soon my depression would be here to stay.

Now my eyes are wide open

no more sleep, no more bliss,

Woken in unhappiness.

When my mind began to cloud i began thinking out 
loud.

◄ The poem of hypocrite

Escape ►

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Tommy Carroll

Thu 7th Sep 2017 20:16

Hi Eseosa some stuff going down in this piece. How's it going?

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