gen z

   Deep breath in deep breath out. 

      The only reason i talk.

The only reason i walk.

            But its my fault for not putting out.

Give me light and ill see things in the dark.

Give you a flame so maybe you'll feel a spark. 

             Feel me full of doubt.

   I cry alone.

I laugh alone

      But yet i always make you feel at home?

Fighting for a feeling you never truly had. 

       Its crazy because i loved the feeling of you treating bad.

Happiness…

             Or torcher?  Is the only mystery of my generation.