I Fucking Miss the 2010s

I fucking miss the 2010s I miss my friends I miss myself And I miss the weather I think about the times When hope stretched out for miles And love was not sympathy Laughter not a luxury Now I'm just laying on the floor Amid drying old blood I'm wishing I was younger When I'm just getting older In truth The doors are open Waiting like a silver token That will open up a portal far away I fucking miss the 2010s They truly were a mess There were times When I only knew distress Maybe there's still hope In the middle of loath Maybe I'll be free If I leave the past be