Its gonna hurt either way but holding on is worse than letting go
You cant wait for people to become who they wanna or should be when you already the person you should've been
When they finally come to they senses it's too late
At this point you either still trying or gave up
You either give them another chance or go on with your life
At the end of the day you realize you dont have the patience for none of it no more
But you stay and fight cause instead of listening to your gut or heart you listen to your feelings instead

wishing for calm
trying to keep it peaceful
i don't feel good, so don't start
it's a lot of bad things
don't start, i won't struggle
won't tell them ****
won't tell them
i wanna die
don't miss me, don't wish for me
make sure you outlive me
hope it goes down as g.o.d.
there'd be no me
it was god's plan
hope it was god's plan

awkward questions, awkward stares
told that i'm putting on airs
written out of all the prayers
i don't fit into the squares

and so she kept herself alive
purely out of spite.

thought he was doing the right thing too.

this is a song
it’s about math
it’s not too long
i’m sure of that.

math has always
been quite fun
and you’ll never faze
the endless puns.

math can be easy
math can be hard
but it’s never cheesy
it’s never charred

well, that’s all for this poem today
but math? it’ll always be there, in a way.

burn the witch
and feed the rich.

unmarked graves
have nothing to say.
were they the hunters?
or were they the prey?

i’m fine, i say.

(i’m not.)

i didn’t know what to think
i didn’t know what to do
but what i did know
was that you were see-through.