I envy a community of people
Who listen free of stay,
And never cease to say
What is on their mind that day
Girls and guys, old and young,
Mostly broken; just a token
Of persevering personalities,
Against their own mean realities
Online, offline
Minutes, hours, days
Faces on display, but their
Hearts always stashed away.
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| Dedicated to the notorious /4chan room on Tinychat / Kageshi. <3 |
It's funny how we can miss something bad. How we want that tiny bit of excitement, found in a cesspit of darkness, hatred, and misery. A smile that brings joy, even though it's rarely visible.
A community can be broken and harmful, more damaging to its members than useful. Yet, it is still a community; a place to call home, sorta thing. This is true about any relationship... A family, or a couple, and even friends. We don't only get used to it, we cherish those few moments that make us feel loved - whether we are actually loved or not.
Oh well.
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