Are u ok?

Hey, how r u? how u been, u ok?
Every single day makes it feel like i want my life less.

do u guys remember when you were like 5 or 6 years old and you'd just go outside and play?
Remember that?
and how innocent and naïve we were?
Because now we have money to worry about.
Now we have divorce, school, friends, relationships and mental health to worry about.
So no, I am not ok.
since when did our world become like this.
honestly, it's like as soon as you reach 7 years old, all of a sudden our free trial on life ends and we have to actually start paying for a good life with money and our own personal pains and sacrifices.
So no.
I am not ok.

This poem is about: 
Our world


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