So much pent up frustration,
words seem to keep failing me.
Letting too much get me down,
instead of getting back up.
Letting too much get me down,
instead of getting back up.
I know I said and did stupid shit,
but none of that matters now.
Time to move on, time to let go,
it's just a matter of time now.
but none of that matters now.
Time to move on, time to let go,
it's just a matter of time now.
Why do I care so much?
Why does everything have to matter?
Why do I work so hard...
oh, that's right... it's me.
Why does everything have to matter?
Why do I work so hard...
oh, that's right... it's me.
Proud of who I am today,
proud of who I've become.
Still a work in progress,
but at least I'm making something...
a better version of myself.
proud of who I've become.
Still a work in progress,
but at least I'm making something...
a better version of myself.
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