I wish I was inspired instead of tired
I just want to write something beautiful
But no feelings seem to be there
So devoid
Life is putting me in a place where numbing me is better than feeling anything
I'm dead inside and it only gets worse
I'm pessimistic
Rehearsing my smile so that when I go out I don't seem depressed
All I've been is stressed
But then I get empty and start not to care
My innocence tainted
My hope disintegrated
My heart a black void
I don't need love and I don't need that boy
I don't need my friends and I don't need him
I've been all alone persevering
Some how I find it in me to still fake it and no matter how much I hate it it's just apart of routine
I won't stop til everything is in shambles
Is my happiness a lot to gamble
Not really it only last for a second
What is life without risk
My life was never something
No one would notice if I was gone
You just keep moving on
I wish I was inspired instead of tired
I just can't sleep
Can't seem to function as good as I used to
I haven't felt true happiness for some time
I'm starting to forget what the moonlight looks like cause I'm always in darkness
I just want to write something beautiful
But nothing ever seems to be enough
Maybe if instead of being about sadness, if I made it love
It would bring tears to the eye
Maybe instead of being about masks and pretending
If I made it about blue skies and sunshine
Maybe if I made it seem dandy it would spark emotional things
But I don't feel that way
I'd only be writing lies
Can't you see the beauty in darkness like I do?
Maybe, maybe not
Everything isn't as it seems
Golden glitter
It's sparkling
But I don't do arts and crafts
I prefer black ink