Here's to hoping for the best, an ode to a second chance. I've been on the fence of putting my past to rest. It's all taking a toll and it shows in my demeanor lack of self control.
Will I learn from my mistakes, let them haunt me every day. Let them haunt me in the core of me from yesterday. These things take time. But I've already lost a quarter of my life.
I'm just not as excited as I used to be. I'm losing track of everything. I miss the water and the way it feels when I'm underneath it.
I tried but I still don't feel like it's going anywhere. Thin skin. I'm sleeping in for ten more minutes.
I'm just not as excited as I used to be. I'm losing track of everything. I miss the water and the way it feels.