Earth Empty

I'm falling apart, i wonder if i'm the only one. Is it possible to feel down at such a lovely time. Isn't this time where everything blooms. I can't figure it out i feel like i'm drowning in an empty pool. Happiness is nothing but an illusion. A fantasy that's never lit with any fusion. I'm running so fast, but all i run into is walls. I've been lookinh for an open door, but sometimes it's impossible to walk on earths floor.

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