oh the lights illuminating on the course
make me feel dead inside
paralyzed emotionally
can’t wait to leave
the sky is a deep indigo
watching silly people enjoy silly stuff
pretending as if this isn’t a charade
just being, loving, and having fun
things that i can’t do anymore
i feel stale
as i look out over all the joyous faces
what’s the purpose to this world?
i can’t find it in the dirt that streaks the road
i can’t find it in friends i haven’t seen in forever
i can’t find it anywhere i willingly want to go
i can’t find it in the roar of engines
i can’t find it anywhere
but it’s not like i’ve been looking