Is it too late to say I’m not okay?
Six months of your passing
Six month after the wake
And I still remember that day
All of the words I could’ve said
I swallowed them up instead
I thought being strong was the way
How sorry I am for being so wrong
Because I don’t care anymore, anyway
If this is the end and I’m gone
I know I’ll never see you again
The chance that I had is no more
With all of the hatred I’ve in store
A fragile life whispered away
Is it too late to say I’m not okay?
Is it too late to say I’m not doing okay?
Wake up and tell me this a dream
Rise up and tell me this isn’t happening
Is it too late to say I’m not okay?
Is it too late? Is it too late?
Tell me I’ve dreamt of your wake.