You say
You want to be happy
But how can you be
When you’re always
Dangling yourself
In sadness
You say
You want a lover
But you’re always
Too close or too far
Using girls for
Only pleasure
You say
You want to find peace
But how drama
Boils from your fingertips
Contentment seems boring
When it’s near
You say
Drugs lead to a dead end
But you’ve passed
The end and now
You’re floating
In a glazed space
You say, you say, you say
And soon we understand
All we want
Will never make us truly satisfied
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