It’s been a while since I heard from you
Sadly the pills and the razor got the best of you
Not a day passes by without you on my mind
I wish to hear the same, but you probably gone already
I wish you reached out
instead you prolly spending hours thinking and cutting
My heart still mourns
You got more to worry about than me now I understand
But I hope you get better overtime
And that your wounds heal and you’ll learn to feel
That you’ll see your potential and what you could do to change the world
Change your ways and you see the better days.
No bipolar weather and late nights reminiscing
contemplating your life
I hope you see the better days where you only see a reason to live even through the darkest hours of the night.
but you're long gone now...