Los

You keep on pushing and you’ll get your answer,

But it won’t be the one you want it to be

I think it’s funny how we don’t get storms around here

Anymore, and the rain, when it comes

It tastes like nothing

I want you to remember me

For things I never did

‘Cause none in this world deserves

To see my happiness

I know what it’s supposed to be like

To be young

But it is not the way I thought it would be

My paranoia functioned like a broken mirror

To distort and destroy any clarity, and what’s more

I want you to give back to me

The child I never was

‘Cause believed what I was told

Like everybody does

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