how im feelin

even though i have a phone i sit alone in silence

is it wrong for me to look and see the world as science

i look at everything and everyone as a variable

yet even more the fact that they posess something so unbearable

one persons only hurt another's what ive come to learn

that words hurt worse than fists and legs and even more than burns

life is crule and punishing its a struggle to survive

this is what makes me sit back and wonder why im alive

i have no purpose in this life so why even go on

i walk the streets in search of the place where i belong

i will continue to live in search of a form of purpose

untill the day comes again where my true feelings come to surface