I wish I could turn back time and say that I'm sorry,
I wish I could be there to see you try
but I'm not and I'm and I'm no longer your worry,
and I'll never be cause like a season I'm just out of style
and I wish you were with me in all
of my worries
and I wish that I had you to cry,
but I'm not and we're miles in suffering
I count every day as a chance to die
but then I finally found the light
it was here it was hidden from sight
I was lost in the timeline
the stories of life
I wish I was perfect
or right or kind
what is a person like me
supposed to be
a spect of dust,
a small fish in the sea
can I blame it all on life
or is this just me
I'll never know
I just have to keep waiting and see
all I have left are just old memories. . .




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