I gotta say
I should’ve died that day
If it wasn’t for you
You found me
Maybe I should say I’m sorry
I just want someone to notice that I’m okay
I hate to say I don’t want you anymore
If I called its cause i was feeling so alone
But just like you, I’ll figure it out
I have to try
I cannot turn around
I never wanted it
But you go and drop it all in my lap
What am I supposed to do
When everyone with a canvas is an artist
And everyone with a pen is a poet
