05/02/2024
Why does it take for people to cry for you? Why does it  take death for people to miss you? Why does it take death for people to remember you and to remember all the things that you have done or haven’t done or things are used to say why can’t we remember each other while we are alive why do they take so many, why do we wish that they took us instead of them is this enough life is so amazing. Why does it feel so damn draining? Why does it feel like you’re just gasping for air for the next day? Feel like why does it feel like you’re decaying why can’t I trust anyone anymore because of my mother died nothing but enemies came around me even the ones I thought they were the ones closest to me weren’t who is there you just don’t even trust. Sometimes I feel like I’m just living in illusion my dreams feel more reality than my reality as I go outside, see a young man that I saw grow up is dead. Seeing his mother cry broke in pieces now all people doing is drinking and pi***ng inside the elevators acting like they miss someone and you know what I haven’t seen their faces in a long time everybody around acting like they miss someone you know or goes by and then you’re just forgotten again just another person in the hood remember us we’re dropping like flies for police getting away with everything once again and as for the news once again, they lied to us. How can we believe a world that’s for the lies then people wonder why I’m never online or go out. I wish it was a planet. All we can do is just party and actually appreciate each other and help each other be more of a unity, not destroy each other and fu***ng lie and be jealous, where is the world that there’s no competition there’s nothing but unity let me go back to sleep