they don't care to take interest in anyone other than self... they're waiting on someone to come along who doesn't exist... so it affects others as the feeling of rejection continues to plague the tingle in hearts... digging deep to the wonders why self isn't good enough to feel the air shared upon their lips... there's jus no wanting someone other than a certain type that ain't shit... always blaming others for drowning in the shallows of an others depths... knowing all they need to do is stand up n be real for once so life can be enjoyed... yet they cling to the disappointments of fools putting them on display... as the world watches them luv the feeling of pain for it's the only thing they come to know unable to fill a void... as they cannot understand why everyone that catches their eye fails to comply to a lifetime commitment... giving up on emotion as the friendships are never there due to like is never established... allowing the frustration change their own character becoming distance with hope that loses faith... for even the mirror is blind to trying to luv a stranger who does the same shit to them as they do to others as it's a cycle of games taring away reasons to create happiness... then the walls don't sound the same as echos reach out beyond the day in day out as truths reach ears for a savor they know damn well isn't gonna come... looking in the wrong direction for anyone as no one will do bcuz they don't fit the silhouette they keep... fucking over the ones that try to be the missing link willing to correct the mindset damn near ruined... they fade n blame everyone hiding behind self unwilling to admit they jus want something made from dreams... leaving reality on the other side of a locked door as social media becomes a source of comfort... feeding on the attention yet still dying inside without the texture of a bodies feel... stealing interest away from others who deserve the recognition jus wanting a reality based mate... n it goes on n on with wasted time staring at meaningless likes hearts n wows never giving thought to the actual thought of wanting to be touched is unreal... they could care less to cater to who isn't like who fucked them over behind their lies... bcuz if tongues were to loosen it's what they've come to know that transformed worth into the absence of acting grown... afraid of a change that would open them back up n show them a different outcome if given a moment to be... as it is who they've become in their head they cannot do away with claiming it's easier to be alone...
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