Apathy
Its always got a common face
Remnants of your early days
Little moments turn around
My ears do deceive
Is it pride or jealousy
Insignificance I cant believe.
Wanna hear about my toiled
ground
Ill see you again.
Its so easy to see,
Its so painfully clear
That alls in your mind
Is simple apathy.
Maybe
its okay to be naive
Im starting think
That might be better for me.
Friends I know they come and
go
Most of which ive had to hold
Little moments turn around
And life remains the same.
His and byes now and then
Never to be seen again
Makes it feel easy
Or do you care?
Is it pride or jealousy
Little moments turn around
Why wasnt it with me?
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