Somewhere Not Returnable

Tonight I’m so alone

Never been so cold

Your touch used to be so kind

But I grab ahold of reality: I’ve wasted so much time

Everything is artificial and unhealthy

The vainly attention girls want of their buxom

Guys of their greased and chemically destroying their cells

No one has a real disposition anymore

A simple suicide

And people wonder why; baffled

They hear about the autopsy

Desperation to find congruous

They’ve sold themselves out

So high up in pride they can’t come down

Everything they do is incomprehensive and incongruous

Losing faith in the way humanity is evolving

Already disheartened by one who I thought I could trust

The End

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