People Stare

Suppose it was all nothing
Years and energy were wasted
Thinking we had a happy ending
Waiting for us off in the
Future of failure
I wait for the day
When it all slips away

How does he get away
With making us fear life
If I remain silent
Will anyone help me
Without breaking anything
I doubt you will return

For I have worshipped doom
It Ignorantly shoved my head down
To its feet, small broken toes
It exuded the scent of many
Miles walked across the broken down

Helpless souls
I launch mysеlf into
A raging fit of laughter
Irrational feelings
I hate wherе it forces me to go
To find balance

Substances never existed prior to you
I reach back and find nothing so I call it off
Waves of dizziness flood my emotions
His titanic nature smothers my good will
As any help walked away
I called it off