I wonder what it is that keeps me going

No one seems to quite understand the hells I’m going through

They all have their own hells and apparently no time for mine

Even though I’d give so much just to be able to help someone else

Just to be of use to someone

This echo chamber

Where I scream into the empty spaces of the internet

At least I have somewhere to put these thoughts

10,000 dead children

They’ve been on my mind

What horrors they must have faced

Just children

And seeing all the excuses why their deaths were justifiable

No wonder fault lines are waking up

If I was Earth I’d probably set things on fire too

Of course they’re totally not related

We almost deserve to have it done back to us

Just standing here and watching

And funding

Genocide

Like if bombs started going off here

I’d probably just be like well we definitely deserve this

Between the shock and horror

Just a whole bunch of nothingness

In a better world we wouldn’t spill blood for profit

Well, Mama Earth, you have a couple hundred million years left

Maybe you can try again

I don’t think this one is worth saving

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