Thoughts From A Different View...

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Yearning for your words like a desolate lover in the waiting room..
The outcome is rarely what we want to hear..
Things are drastically so different now..
I wonder if we're still the same people..
I pray the answer is no, since that would make more sense..
If the answer is the opposite, it means we no longer care to show it..
Always prepared for the worst outcome..
That was always the safest way as a kid..
Everybody constantly forces the projection of their happiness onto us..
It really gets exhausting..
Where are the deep conversations?
Where we remove our ego and communicate, soul to soul..
Like humans were meant to..
The memories insult me as each day flies by..
Discovered the simplicity of forgetting instead of forgiving..
Trying rather than lying..
Letting the tears fall instead of holding them back..
We show more love to social media than we do to the people itself..
We judge every second we get the chance to..
We mastered the poker face of smiling even after we're broken..
Never knowing how to ask for help
You can ask me. It's okay..
As soon as you speak from the heart, everyone wants to ask if you're okay..
If something is wrong, are you depressed..
Why question the one speaking the truth 
And not the rest afraid to say it..
Our society as got so accustomed with questioning/blaming the victim..
Look at the rape culture,the drug abuse..the cops killing our people.
They take advantage of the weak and voiceless instead of providing love & support.
This has gone longer than it was meant.
But we like to watch things spiral out if control, don't we?
At least you know it's not perfect.
Nor photoshopped, it's real.
Back to the waiting room.
After waiting for what has seen to be an eternity.
I leave.
Never sure if we make it out alive.
I just got tired of...