Stuck
Stuck in a world where everyone is in despair, wanting someone to be there.
And yet no one seems to care,
My biggest cry for help was
“ Hey you want to go somewhere “,
And yet again nobody was there. In a world where people act carelessly, not realizing how their words make an impact on those made of glass.
Leaving a crack with every word they say,
They’re more fragile each day.
In this world we pray we can make it through the next day.
In this world we must find a way, a way to be someone without being miserable each passing day.
In the day we act as if everything were okay, hiding the pain we hold in each day, the depression, the anxiety, the stress that weighs me to the ground like a spec of dust, wondering if I’ll ever be found.
But then i remember no one ever cared.
In the depths of despair,
I keep hoping someone will be there.
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