As I read novels,
time seems to fly away
And I hear the sounds,
the screams of my fate telling me to stop.
But I do not
I cannot
Though that be an excuse,
as much as it is a ruse.
My grades have dropped,
and my motivation stopped.
I have become enchanted,
trapped in place and gutted.
Then, my face bloodied,
I stand up with my feelings rampant.
How could I be plotted,
when my feelings of love become stagnant.
So carrying the weight of my lies,
I make a smile that can only be called deception.
And I wonder how people on youtube come and say "Hey guys!"
Damn this world and this isolation,
all of it is making me crazy.
Time Gone With The Wind
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