12:38 am

the night is blurry
the world is empty
the world is empty.

laughter echoes from everywhere
but everything is silent

memories are a glitching VHS tape

it's cold and emotionless
yet the sadness is overwhelming.
the happiness, the feeling
of finally belonging somewhere,


(is somewhere.)



dancing in the middle of streets
that are so familiar-
nothing is the same

today is tomorrow is today.
everything is the same.

senses are muted
everything is muted
everything isn't muted.

sing a song
that will be forgotten
nothing feels real
nothing feels real.


nothing is real.

-Divya

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pLot twiSt I wrote this at 1 am!!! call me ashton kutcher because u just got punk'd!1!1!!!1