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.