I read and it got me thinking 

Have we been though so much that it's almost impossible to feel. 

No love lost but all love lost 

All the back to back inconveniences,

trouble in paradise, bad luck 

just something stopping us from being us. 

But who are we ? 

You are you and I am me 

But what are we ? 

As one at least 

This world is just a story book 

All the ups and down

 i don't mean roller coasters and marry go rounds 

We spend years trying to make things perfect

but as soon as things go right they go wrong. 

You go up, life goes down 

You think positive, things turn out negative 

You try reverse psychology and the world laughs

and your face and goes I've been there I've done that 

"I was quiet, but I was not blind" I read 

and I started thinking some more 

I sit back and just observe all the twisted luck 

this chaotic world has to offer and there's nothing I can do about it. 

You can observe but you cannot change. 

You can tweak but you cannot fix. 

We live in this chaotic world

and there is nothing that can be done about any of it.

I often stay up late over thinking

reminiscing and repeating old memories 

I've become paranoid, I can hardly sleep 

I question the world so often that I cry 

I know there is no such thing as perfect but the least bit of happiness will keep my mind off of things. 

I have been through so much it's impossible to feel.

No love lost but all love lost 

My seven minutes