Distant Poem by Resa Lynn

Distant



As the clock goes on
My mind begins to drift
Away from reality
from all the pain
Wishing things were back
without the drama or tears
Where life was fun
I could actually take a risk
Now life is complicated
full of cliques and gangs
of drugs and drinking...
What is happening to this world

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