June 8th

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