Maybe it's for the best
It seems to put my mind at ease
I'm finished scripting my life around your
mistakes and insecurities
Only for you to doubt what I preach
I find myself pondering upon the skies
Realizing I no one else to turn to
I begin to think about God
To the almighty being, I've never had faith in
Pleading for him to watch over my fellow peers
Lost in illusions
I realize I don't have time for this
I need to make a decision
Am I ready to let the past be the past?
More importantly
is it really for the best?