There is a pattern in these thoughts
It’s about myself in hiding
And I told the rain to go away
Yet, I just let it keep on raining
And I want to blame this all on the world
But it’s not for the world to listen
Because I learned that if someone doesn’t like you
Well then, to hell with them
And this girl once told me that who cares if I take up too much time
And if it’s not the world’s job to listen
Then it’s not the world’s job to crucify
So, I find myself wondering who I am doing this all for
Because the rain is dark and cold and hard to swallow
And there are no take-backs
Even though I want to change it all
Because entire civilizations flourish right before they fall
And I feel like I have seen this pattern in history before
Except these are just my thoughts in hiding936Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1jlzFCxmz6
So they will remain nothing more
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