crowded hallways

Walking through crowded hallways that have never felt emptier.



Fake romances and materialistic sillouettes line the walls



saying the words "i love you" as if they were rehearsed lines.



Smiles glues in front of lies waiting to leak out through bleached teeth



then reach the ears of someone who hears, but doesn't listen.



No one stands out in a sea of dyed hair and excessivly applied cover up.



Rolling thier racoon eyes. Smirking their lip gloss smeared lips.



Where individuality doesn't exist



and popularity is judged by how much you blend in until you don't exist at all.



Walking through crowded hallways that never felt emptier.



I cant help but wonder



is this really what life has come to?