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Losing Followers

The world is closing around me
My breath catches as I gaze at you
As the story changes again

Its like a romance with a never ending story

Its so hard to tell you how I feel
Its so hard to describe to you what I see

I want you to see what I see
Feel what I feel

This world is lost in translation
I’m trying to paint it beautiful for you
But I can’t break through to you

You’ve turned into a robot
Following the masses
The bane of my existence
You’ve faded into the perfection of the social
Turned away from the way we use to live

You’re listening to the masses
You think I’m just some rebel
Fighting against the sith
You tell me to grow up
This isn’t a fantasy world

Isn’t it?

What others deem as successful
Doesn’t apply to me

I don’t want fame
I’d lose my freedom
From prying eyes

I don’t want wealth because everyone would come out of the woodwork
Asking for things they need, want
Where were they when I was poor?

I don’t want the spotlight to shine on me
Because the toxic would descend

But you want it all

Is it worth it?

Author:

"My personality is basically a mix between a needy 5 year old, a rebellious teenager making bad life choices and a 80 year old woman whose tired and needs a nap." - Luna @bpdNymph I love so hard because I know how it feels to be loved so little Labels : : Gamer, Yarn Artist, DM, Hopeful Romantic

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