The Darker of Times
I cant stand being trapped within this walls,
and in the end, everything just falls.
nothing seems to be going right,
I need to be brought back to the light,
so say goodnight.
whats with all this mass confusion,
this is why I've come to this conclusion,
everyone seems to be so unreal and fake,
never giving, but always willing to take.
why cant people learn to forget,
move on with their lives,
or else they will regret,
regret the wasted sunsets,
regret the broken dreams.
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