Sometimes its hard, just to live, to survive in the world we live in.
Sorrounded by people better than us
We’re ants on this earth,
microscopic, unrecognizable, unnoticable,
Working our asses off, but for what?
We’re non existant to 99.99% of the world
Nobody cares what happens
I don’t really matter
So what’s the point?
I wish I could do something special.
Something that matters.
Sometimes its so hard to live on this planet.
God can my brain just shut up for a little while…
Sometimes its hard to prevent those thoughts from crashing down on you…