Writing

Every line is just an echo;

Years of writing, 

And nothing to show.

Lines of tears

Running down my cheeks;

Years of life

That don't mean anything.
I forget I have friends;
I forget that they care.
Any time we're not talking
I forget that they're there.
I feel like I'm living
My life on repeat;
Hundreds of lines
Just saying the same thing.
I hope it helps someone;
I hope it helps you.
I just keep on writing;
I don't know what else to do.