Future Nobody,
Dear Future nobody,
Living off your parents crumbs
You call that life
I call that sad
You had it, it was there
Now it's gone
Crumbs
Is that all you are?
Living out of a broken home full of unconventional affairs
Is that you?
Are you still here
Are you a nobody?
Family counseling
Therapists back and forth
Are you really okay?
Age of 21 with life so blind
Open your eyes
Are you broken or done?
Finish what you started
Look back to 18
Look back to your older self
Were you happy then?
Are you happy now?
Blades don't help
Friends are not always there
Family is part of life
But are you really there?
Look around what do you see?
Do you see yourself
Or do you see the person society has created
Do you like yourself or are a fictional character from one of the many novels you have read
Hiding behind books doesn't help
It just blinds you from reality for a few moments
Wake up it's time
Change
There's still time
Are you crumbs?
Are you a nobody? or
Are you a lost soul in a book full of unpredictability
Put down the blade
Put down the pills
Its time,
time to stop being a future nobody..
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