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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