GENTLE SCREAMS
In the cheerful crowds of this world
My life seems so lonely
Enough to shamble me through
The barriers of difficulty
In the friendly faction of besties
My world seems so haunted
With the devils of my past
And make me individually daunted
Is this Earth just a place to live in
While we have our own worlds
Are all these times just to be passed?
While we are busy enough to laugh
Where is the peace, the love and the good dreams?
The friendship to overpower
The realms of haunted screams
Are all the abstracts stolen?
Or is it us who have lost them
Under the rubble of advancements
Going forward we are
But losing ourselves conversely
And what we need
Is a sprinkle of consciousness
To wash up all our rages
And regain our life sparks
From the advancement cages
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