Nothing Left

we steal our lives

away to the dark

pretend we're not hurt at all

cause it's hard to say

we're never fine

don't ask me

I don't know how I'm doing

in this world

we're all crazy

all right

in our own way

it's a fight to survive

don't drown there's 

only one million things

to do tonight

we've got everything we need

and yet there's nothing left for us

to want in life

but to lean back, kick up

watch time pass by

try hard to get on top

just for some bragging rights

so then what's next to go

before we die?

This poem is about: 
Me
My community
Our world

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