Until last night, I thought I had life all figured out...
Who I was gonna hang with, who I'd keep, who I'd cast away; what I'd do that day, the day after and... the day after the day after... until yesterday, I loved what I did, what I wrote, the life I lived.
Today... I realize, I don't have anything, no love, no passion, no life... it all seems so pointless. Everything I've worked so hard for seems to be slipping away.
I wish I could go back... relive those moments I cherish, those few moments I don't regret.. when I had those I cared about by my side. I wish I could be good at something. Christmas is coming up, I want to go back to that simple life I used lead, without the damned drama, without the people talking behind my back, without the insults, the accusations, the blame, the guilt... I wish you'd come back to me