A summer of...
Unrest.
Not in jest.
It will take
Quite a bit of
Undoing to
End it.
Kindred souls know when they look each other
In the eye, but we've been too washed up to
Notice each other. Too messed up to
Dance with each
Other in the streets. Why?
For fear of being called "Crazy"?
Pretend that you're 'normal' and that everything is
Okay while you cry yourself to sleep
Every night. Because you aren't
Taking the chance to
Really enjoy
Yourself, your life.
Unrest.
Not in jest.
It will take
Quite a bit of
Undoing to
End it.
Kindred souls know when they look each other
In the eye, but we've been too washed up to
Notice each other. Too messed up to
Dance with each
Other in the streets. Why?
For fear of being called "Crazy"?
Pretend that you're 'normal' and that everything is
Okay while you cry yourself to sleep
Every night. Because you aren't
Taking the chance to
Really enjoy
Yourself, your life.
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