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Alla är så rädda för ensamheten Som om aids och ensamheten vore det värsta En människa kan drabbas av Och smittsamma sjukdomar är det Aids genom blod och kroppsvätskor som blandas Men ensamheten är...
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Alla är så rädda för ensamheten Som om aids och ensamheten vore det värsta En människa kan drabbas av Och smittsamma sjukdomar är det Aids genom blod och kroppsvätskor som blandas Men ensamheten är...
I'll drink to that. Drowned in mindless facts. Honest thoughts and open chats. Killing time 'till night turns back. Fly me way up high. Soaring heartbeats with pills we tried.
I find attracting other human beings to want to talk to me extremely hard. Most people look through me as if I don't exist. Some may smile or say hi, but nobody ever says anything more to me.
Where I live. Kids can no longer. Call themselves kids. They lost that right. As soon as they chose to try their hardest. To emulate the adults they saw before them. ”Role-models” who model nothing.
Just been for a walk and before I got to far Two young punks rolled up in a crappy little car They looked at me nastily from under there caps As if I had just pissed on there flipping cats.
He smokes weed as if it's something he's done before It runs in his family blood; they've all done drugs therefore he's gonna continue that tradition I just hope he leads his life in the right...
What's with teenagers nowadays. They get emotional over pathetic love lives that we can all see won't last longer than their attention span. It's a pity.
#household It takes a life On the streets it's rife CUT.... Causing pain Nothing to gain STAB...... A moment of rage Take centre stage SLASH........ Perhaps lifetime of guilt, for blood spilt.
Londons burning. no fire engines to be found. Policing has become a joke. Anarchy and chaos all around Is it really the youth to blame.
Yes, I am impulsive, I'm dauntless, that's a fact. Me and 'edgy', we're a pair, Me and 'danger' have a pact.
Stop making the eyes at me, I'll stop making the eyes at you And what it is that surprises me is that I don't really want you to And your shoulders are frozen (cold as the night) Oh, but you're an...
This is a Rant. If you do not agree with my views, please comment and tell me your side of this story. Thank you for your consideration!:D I have a problem. With society.
Omg did you see dat shizz. Wat iz it dat has u in a fizz. Lol jk who really carez, yano.
It's all about the here and now. Forget about the past, make the vow. Let's not look back, it's full of regrets. But our future is ahead. place your bets. Let's go out and have some fun.
Walking through cities and towns, you see these youngsters full of drugs. Sitting down ally ways and down back streets as the world just shrugs.
Standing in a field near Manchester town Dancing and singing trying not to drown The bands are playing,it's pouring with rain Drunken people swaying with only music on the brain Nothing else matters...
#smellody Oh my mate you just broke the limits And that calls for some special credits. Like all those funny higga words you debit You so said it Like a funkly little rebbit.
The festival bus will soon be here, Sun shine bound and full of cheer. A skip on a ferry, over the sea A ready pitched tent waiting just for me.
In response to @Nom. Sorry my mind wanders a bit. Sure people can be glued to their phones, But the people affected aren't kids alone.
Inspired by @Nom. A phone. Oh a phone I see. Placed away in your pocket. Hiding from me. Although you grab it out. And start to text. Make calls and SMS. It's so sad. Sad I say.
Here's the thing...like have any of you guys notice that kids before and kids today are really rude and have no respect for others,not even their parents. Like me,I'm a 90's kid.
Warning. Few swear words again.
Cool kids can't cry. Rock-stars should never be sober. Time is never enough. Drugs are hip. Show me your body an I'll be yours (for the night). Don't forget to bring the beer.
The music flows through me, Live, charged with voltage, Like electricity, It bends and breaks, As I ride its wave. Drums echo through my heart, My chest cavity filled with sound, Ready to burst apart.