What a day

What of the things we said, What of the things we did. Leaving us battered and bruised. Leaving us laughing in pain. Recalling it makes things much harder to think. Erasing it makes life much harder to live. Live to regret or Live in regret. How are we supposed to move on, if things keeps weighing us down. Try as much as you want, but then again are you trying hard enough.

Crying shows we're weak, but it makes us stronger the way we live. Laughter makes us hide the truth, that we're trying hard to keep.

Hide the lies. Feed the truth. Show no remorse.

Peel the skin, off your face, to show who you really are.

Tick tock tick. Time goes slowly.

10, 15, 20. Years fly by so quickly.

Gazing out the window, dreaming about big things. A thud on your table brings you back to reality. You're not good enough and never will be. No matter how much you do, no matter how much you think you did. You're never good enough. It's time. Time to say Fuck it and leave. Don't turn back. Don't regret. You're you and no one controls you.