songs with no meaning
take hope from the hopeless,
vacuuming our fate
til it becomes nothing more than darkness
cloaked in naught.
words are just words,
can they ever truly save?
all is so relative...
can happiness ever truly remain
or am i still hanging by a thread like so many others?
would you have us be drones
cleaning out our minds, leaving nothing behind -
rendering its nostalgic leanings merely detrimental
to our collective welfare...?
hope is there,
sure as always,
remaining with those who love
and those who laugh
yet people do not,
cannot,
see the struggles and the terror and the pain
of those who laugh with others and yet shudder inside
those who do not wear their sadness like a mask,
proclaiming to the world at large
their feelings of doubt.
i ask
can happiness ever be attained,
and can one ever truly live with the thought that it may never be?
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