you thought about your future when you were a child
in a home full of love and regret
bruises covering your body, with anger and hate
prayed for better days, and moon listening to all your secrets
every night, a sweet yet lonely evening
looking forward to a new day, happier, better
now you're 25
everyday, a dreadful feeling
thinking only of surviving another day
in a home full of dysfunction and screams
your shattered mind, filled with loneliness and self-hate
yearned for better days, and the September mist kissing you goodbye
everyday, a spacious yet cold bed
clutching a mug of coffee in your hand
looking forward to a better life that'll never arrive, gone
Feb 25
Feb 25, 2026 at 12:41 AM UTC
you thought about your future when you were a child
in a home full of love and regret
bruises covering your body, with anger and hate
prayed for better days, and moon listening to all your secrets
every night, a sweet yet lonely evening
looking forward to a new day, happier, better
now you're 25
everyday, a dreadful feeling
thinking only of surviving another day
in a home full of dysfunction and screams
your shattered mind, filled with loneliness and self-hate
yearned for better days, and the September mist kissing you goodbye
everyday, a spacious yet cold bed
clutching a mug of coffee in your hand
looking forward to a better life that'll never arrive, gone
