No Desire

It's been so silent lately, It all seems so false. It's just 'breathe and survive', Doesn't feel like I'm living anymore. The eyes are dull and grey, Lost of all it's colours. The laugh so fake and plastic, It hurts to even smile. Am I the same soul who used to smile at babies? Am I the same soul who used to smell those daisies? That me, that was so happy She feels so distant. That me, that was pure Lost now, as she went. Went in a deep sleep With no desire to wake up, No desire to live, No desire to make up.