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Apr 2019
He was chasing love,
Because he didn’t know
What else to chase,
Because he’d had enough
Of his everyday life,
No feelings, just thoughts
No passion, no care,
Half asleep, half the time,
Blurriness clouds his
Mind, hard to sleep when
It’s time, constant

Struggle to find, someone
That he can rely on,
Someone that’ll reply and
Someone that’ll try,
Someone to make a fuss
Over him, someone
That’ll see, the good in him,
His buried happiness,

Hidden by the fake smiles,
Pretending to laugh,
But he didn’t find it funny and
It’s funny because,
The things he does find funny,
Aren’t funny anymore,
Working, eating, meeting,
Normal life’s a bore,
Apart from sleep of course.
please let me know what you think!
Written by
Josh  17/M/England
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