I look to my left and right
Same things happening one more time
We get too attached to the media's
Forgetting the reality that's beneath us
We knew the news, we knew the story
From people's judgment and complains
Some are still irrelavant and full of shit
Because we never see what lies ahead
I'm too scared to talk
Because i know how to hear
I'm too scared to touch
Because i know how to feel
I'm too scared to see
Because i know how to dream
I'm too scared to tell the truth
Because of most people's routh
Again and again they won't stop
Hoping everyone will catch up
Saying stuff about doubts
Playing with their own emotions
Who will never be their own creations
Profiles created to believe
Profiles created to be seen
One thing they never know
Is that they will never grow
To say something you need proof
Just to let everyone knows you're telling the truth
Even you saw with your own eyes
Everyone will still think its all lies
Where were you when i needed help
I told you i can't do this alone
You're not trapped in your own mind
You're just delusional with your own sign
Not even a call or a message
Thought that you're obsessed with this passage
Even so, you will still be in a casket
I never knew what i could do
Because most of the things i see
Are never real even some stood still
Inside my head its bursting
Like air inside someone's lung
Like words spill from people's tounge
Fake truth and lies
All we learned from the modern eyes
Blaming the youth for speaking too soon
But if we stay silent like the moon
No one will listen
And then we'll swoon
Don't talk to me about love
It exist when we're dead
If you dont believe me
Count those people who you see, really.
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This poetry is one of the earliest ones i wrote before any addiction started. It means a lot to me as well because at this point when i was writing this, i was so fed up and angry with everything that's functioning around me. I was starting to giving up on social media and internet and i wanted to shut everything down in my life. Long story short, it's about how the media and internet can be a scary place sometimes if you let it drive your life away. The world is becoming more and more modern and i do like it how we can communicate and do jobs and find love and order food so easily without any hard work, but the real touch of communicating and talking "face-to-face" action is gone to the point where i just get social anxiety at times when i'm out from my house. I stare at my phone constantly when i'm outside. If i'm not doing so, i'll be sticking my headphones in my ears and listening to music while walking because i get so nervous around people and i kept on thinking so many bad endless possibilities that could happen.
The last four sentences means that when you're dead, that's the time when you'll know who really loves you because by then you'll be counting and seeing the people who will show up to your grave.
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RNDM
PoetryRNDM is very real to me. Everything happened in here wasn't a lie. Also, these are all originally my works. I'll see you somewhere after life if you somehow steal it and became famous. Enjoy reading! Vote & comment if you have any suggestions.
