Every day around me I realize how lonely my life is.
Lonely in mind. Lonely in heart. Lonely in my loneliness.
Surrounded my muffled happiness of others and blurred out faces.
My eyes a camera, only focused on the terrible places.
Only focused on the things that hurt me.
Cropping out even the slightest of positivity.
And I suppose from a certain angle my eyes will see some light.
But I'm so accustomed to the angle where the room's not so bright.
Jan 27, 2014
Jan 27, 2014 at 9:58 PM UTC
Every day around me I realize how lonely my life is.
Lonely in mind. Lonely in heart. Lonely in my loneliness.
Surrounded my muffled happiness of others and blurred out faces.
My eyes a camera, only focused on the terrible places.
Only focused on the things that hurt me.
Cropping out even the slightest of positivity.
And I suppose from a certain angle my eyes will see some light.
But I'm so accustomed to the angle where the room's not so bright.
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