Lost in a jaundiced haze
I wake alone in dejection
Floating through this void of life
Trying so hard to forget those times I meant nothing
Trying to find some reason to move on
My youth has been so hopelessly wasted in such
Loathsome ennui that I find an absence where I used to belong
A place to run away
Where I can lose myself, finding a brief moment
Of respite from the weight of sadness that still weighs on my soul
There are no words out there in the noise of the city
Here, I am protected, staying inside
Wasting my days sleeping like I was already dead
It's useless
Sheltered from the dirt, everything in uncertainty, I wander with nobody
Nothing really matters, when entropy saturates each moment of fleeting repose
Being lost inside my own head, with numbed veins
I left myself so dull and hollow; my embers of passion extinguished in my tears
No tomorrow, no future, just a waste of being
Their lives will be better without me
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