In that moment we are hopeless.
When we seek attention.
We are devoid of the fact that we'll never be seen.
We'll get to explore the unknown with thoughts that make us sin.
We expose us to gain.
In the end all we get is pain.
We seek attention.
Believing we'll be noticed.
Constantly wanting the fame.
We forget what we wanted to get noticed.
In the end, all respect is lost.
Mar 6, 2019
Mar 6, 2019 at 3:36 PM UTC
In that moment we are hopeless.
When we seek attention.
We are devoid of the fact that we'll never be seen.
We'll get to explore the unknown with thoughts that make us sin.
We expose us to gain.
In the end all we get is pain.
We seek attention.
Believing we'll be noticed.
Constantly wanting the fame.
We forget what we wanted to get noticed.
In the end, all respect is lost.
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