WARNING: I AM NOT A POET!!!! i just couldn't think of any other way to express this, so please give me as much feedback as you can!
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Will we ever stop running?
Nervous feet hitting the ground,
a continuous tapping,
always wondering,
what will be our final destination?
Always wishing we knew,
where had all of this began?
when did our lives turn into this?
a supposed living hell,
screams all around us,
more suffering,
than living,
more despising,
than caring,
a continuous sob,
in a never-ending darkness,
maybe that's why,
we are now sprinting,
more than ever?
maybe we are finally seeing light,
maybe we will wake up one of these days,
and realize,
we have to do what is right.
