wet blankets.

unfulfilled and incomplete

it's not the same

because everything changes

and nothing matters

except when we believe it does

and even then

it's never as it seems

and more is forgotten

than we can try to remember

now

tomorrow

or yesterday

it's an illusion

it seems so real

because we've gotten

used to it

but it still hurts

and we can't figure it out

we never will

because it's not real

chemical reactions

and emotional triggers

empowering

and

destroying us

all in the same

breath

in a blink

of our eyes

but we're blind

and suffocating

we think too much

it's time to admit

and realize

that we aren't

what we think

we are

we simply are

what we are

we don't have to like

the same things

we don't have to believe

the same things

we don't have to look

the same

but we are

we are all the same

chasing down an idea

of happiness

that can never be defined

who's to say

that dreams

aren't a real part

of our lives

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