Headphones
Sometimes I wish I could fly
Fly so high in the sky
that I can just get away
Get away from my life
Everyday I wish, that my feet
can jump to the clouds
and I never have to come back
and I can just watch people pass by
Living their own lives while I’ll tell my own goodbye
But I’m stuck
I’m stuck in a world where society plays the games
And your the victim
I’m stuck in a world where perfect is so unattainable
yet people still try to achieve it
I’m stuck in a world
where the anger , frustration , and jealousy
can build up
And where people turn to take their own lives
Just to feel content inside ...
OH MY GOD ! .
But what I do to help with it all
Is that I put my headphones on
And I simply block it out
They are my ticket to peace
My windows to freedom
They are apart of me .
And then I just take a deep breathe
And left life pass by one day at a time
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