Nobody cares,
all alone,
They huddle together over there,
txting on thier million dollar phones,
they believe that everything is measured by money,
How you look,
how you dress,
Still it dosent buy them happieness,
they fight & create trama,
drown in pools of thier own self inflicted drama-
but still none seem to forget,
that emo that they havent quite met-
that beautiful bittersweet regect.
