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Jan 8
I stare at the ceiling thinking that I'm set
barely months out of college and already in regret
To gain every academic record but lose contact with you
Has turned my solid goals askew

Creating songs in my head the world will never hear
Stumbling in the literal dark, choking on my tears
Quoting anime and jumping to music
But this pretense makes me sick

It's 00:06, yet I barely consider time an enemy
I'm not sad because my mind was fried down to its anatomy
So deep in electronical worlds I barely close my eyes
As I open my curtains to see the pink sky

A new day where I wake up late, mine begins at midday
If you could see me right now, what would you say?
Would you be ashamed to even look my way?
Or would you hug me, and tell me its okay?

I can't be sad, when YouTube keeps me constant
I can thank my feed to keep me despondent
So focused on junk, time sunk and I feel drunk
My head wheezes, I listen to Weezer andΒ Β funk

So focused on what I lost, I barely see the world deteriorate
I cant find it in me anymore to hate
I'm happier because I'm less responsible
No longer a loving soul mate so I can remain dull

Now the unemployed statistic, I'm lucky to play games
Even though 5 minutes in I remember your name
And even at times like this, when my eyes swell and I begin to cry
I wipe my tears, smile and say Sabishikunai
A poem I got from hearing the melody and seeing the name of the great Japaneese artist Ayano Kaneko of the same name. This is my personal representation of it.
thyreez-thy
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thyreez-thy  22/M/south africa
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