the numbers scream
I’m not enough
I’m not enough
I’m not enough
we are not composed of numbers
so why do we let them define us?
the numbers scream
I’m not enough
I’m not enough
I’m not enough
we are not composed of numbers
so why do we let them define us?
I wish they knew
How hard we try
Many years have passed
Wearing away at my soul
Yet I will never forget
Those 2020 backyard nights we spent
Collecting acorns and playing tag under sunset skies
There are days and nights
When I still think of you
And I smile
Because even if you’re gone
I know you’re happy now
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