4 a.m.

i walked around my good intentions, and found that there were none, i blame my father for the wasted years, we hardly talked, i never thought i would forget this hate, then a phone call made me realize, i'm wrong, and if i don't make it known that, i've loved you all along, just like sunny days that, we ignore because, we're all dumb and jaded, and i hope to god i figure out what's wrong, i walked around my room, not thinking, just sinking in this box, i blame myself for being too much, like somebody else, i never thought i would just, bend this way, then a phone call made me realize, i'm wrong, and if i don't make it known that, i've loved you all along, just like sunny days that, we ignore because, we're all dumb and jaded, and i hope to god i figure out what's wrong, and i hope to god i figure out what's wrong, and i hope to god i figure out what's wrong, i hope to god i figure out what's wrong, if i don't make it known that, i've loved you all along, just like sunny days that, we ignore because, we're all dumb and jaded, and i hope to god i figure out what's wrong, and if i don't make it known that, i've loved you all along, just like sunny days that, we ignore because, we're all dumb and jaded, and i hope to god i figure out