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Drowning


Drowning

We’re all drowning

Whether we’re drowning in  depression

Whether we’re drowning in anxiety

Whether we’re drowning in Finances

Whether we’re drowning in Happy pills

Whether we’re drowning in Addiction

Or Pain

WE ARE DROWNING

We are suffocating in our decision, in our mistakes, in our families, in our thoughts… and in ourselves.  

We are drowning in the constant need for attention we are suffocating in our constant fighting and  bickering

We are slowly dying, It doesn’t matter if you’re poor or Rich, black or white, pretty or ugly, Fat or skinny, thick or thin, Happy or sad, Girl or boy. We. are. all .going .to. DIE. So what’s the point. For the fighting, what’s the point in The “I’m better than you” talk, What’s the point in the “I have more money so I get treated better.” because in the end you will die, and will the bickering really be worth it.

Is our suffocating worth our constant hatred, Is it worth our constant injustices, Is our suffocating worth the constant judgment of one another's life!?

If so why? Why is Our unhappiness worth all this negativity, So you can get money?! What good is money! Money won’t matter when you’re lying in your grave Lifeless! Dead. Gone.

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