this thing called life

to breathe or not to breathe,
as i deeply inhale in toxic air,
toxic energy that burns like nair,
soo many mixed emotions going on,
it feels like no one cares to see if im here
or there,wanting to convince to myself,
that this pain that i am feeling isn't fair,but
does anyone even care,i smile throughout the
day and cry in my thoughts,where is the love
that most have fought for,trying to escape the
dark chapters of the pages  that are loss,
pretending to not care for the love i was taught,
jealousy is the new new trend,
and death is trending over and over again,
but we pretend to not act,be invisible,
everything is going up including our dignity,we live in misery,but we shouldn't be,this thing called life