The Lucky Ones

The truth is
There isn’t a nothing left
We all wonder,
Hoping for the better
Better sleep
Better meal
Better

The truth this,
We all walk around empty
We drink each other like poison
An other hit
An other high
An other,

The truth is
We are blinded by the sun
We crave the stars but can’t stay awake
Can’t stay silent
Can’t look up
Can’t

The truth is
We are all broken
But.
There are those lucky ones.
The lucky ones
Who shined.

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