Most of my life, is a blur

undeniable words that slur.

I have my share of secrets,

who knows if ill keep them.

I like to think of all the reasons

the reasons I dont fit

All the reasons I have to want an old life back

A life in a dream..

but i wake up and see it isnt what it seems

Reality is mean

I think of all the resons Im fine that Ive changed

Still changing.. not staying the same.

So out of place

id be a shotting star in outter space.

And here i am

not looking back

I dont what what I had

I have what ive got

and this is just me

moveing forward.

well see what we see.