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The world grows lonely as the years go by Where all the people around you begin to die But not in the sense where they leave this earth They just seem to move on to places like Perth Some seem to smile brighter surrounded by glowing lights Dancing in clubs, from night to night From drink to drink to pill to pill Doing lines off the bench, as pupils widen and fill Lighting cigarettes in cars, Enjoying the green Filling cars full of smoke, like young kids of eighteen Eyes reddening and glazing, Fading out of this zone As the concept of time becomes blackened and unknown Some are passionate and driven, working harder each day Building businesses and plans, so they can achieve something great they say Counting up budgets, preparing their lives. They are people who will succeed, not just survive Others are married, having kids, and Starting their happiness off young Though many think they are making mistakes, but they hold their tongues Time move on, and people are getting engaged Whatever feels right to them I think, regardless of their age As people choose their lifestyles, and none of them suit you well It's hard to find a crowd that won’t make you feel like hell The world feels lonely as time passes, You feel like you're all alone When people don’t message back, or check on you over the phone People you called friends move on, as do you But I can’t seem to find a rhythm, I can’t seem not to feel blue I feel empty on the inside, and envy those who know what to do Jealous of their smiles, as they always have something new Feeling lost and outdated, In this forever changing life Maybe if I begin to work harder, take up partying, or become a wife Will this feeling go away, Will I stop feeling such strife As the loneliness eats away at my energy, cutting deeper than a knife The world will keep on changing I know at least that is right.
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May 13, 2022
May 13, 2022 at 10:22 AM UTC
World keeps turning
The world grows lonely as the years go by Where all the people around you begin to die But not in the sense where they leave this earth They just seem to move on to places like Perth Some seem to smile brighter surrounded by glowing lights Dancing in clubs, from night to night From drink to drink to pill to pill Doing lines off the bench, as pupils widen and fill Lighting cigarettes in cars, Enjoying the green Filling cars full of smoke, like young kids of eighteen Eyes reddening and glazing, Fading out of this zone As the concept of time becomes blackened and unknown Some are passionate and driven, working harder each day Building businesses and plans, so they can achieve something great they say Counting up budgets, preparing their lives. They are people who will succeed, not just survive Others are married, having kids, and Starting their happiness off young Though many think they are making mistakes, but they hold their tongues Time move on, and people are getting engaged Whatever feels right to them I think, regardless of their age As people choose their lifestyles, and none of them suit you well It's hard to find a crowd that won’t make you feel like hell The world feels lonely as time passes, You feel like you're all alone When people don’t message back, or check on you over the phone People you called friends move on, as do you But I can’t seem to find a rhythm, I can’t seem not to feel blue I feel empty on the inside, and envy those who know what to do Jealous of their smiles, as they always have something new Feeling lost and outdated, In this forever changing life Maybe if I begin to work harder, take up partying, or become a wife Will this feeling go away, Will I stop feeling such strife As the loneliness eats away at my energy, cutting deeper than a knife The world will keep on changing I know at least that is right.
Just some thoughts and feelings I have, as I'm getting older and everybody moves on with their lives and people don't make time or have the energy for you. It can feel so lonely sometimes.
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23/F/Shadows of the Opera
May 13, 2022
May 13, 2022 at 10:22 AM UTC
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