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Standing outside
The harsh,
Cold wind
Rushing through my soul
And cutting into wounds,
The ones you can't see
And I start crying
Trying to hold back the tears
But I can't
And they come ,
And freeze,
Before they hit the ground
And shatter
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Well yes, I am still young
You can call me a kid, but I will never again be
The toddler I was, smiling at joyous things
That I no longer enjoy now that I'm older,
And I like older kid things.
Hell yeah I told you
Why didn't you believe me?
I knew that it would end like this
But you said 'wait just trust me'
I want to say I told you
But Im starting to believe
That maybe you were right
I'm not sorry
Not sorry at all
I don't have regrets
You know what they say
Beter to love and lose than not love at all
but i kind of disagree
because to love is to gamble
You’re destined to pay
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