Some day I hope you read this message
It’ll be mailed to you directly
You know it’s highly suggested
That anything you have to speak on
You should just go ahead and express it
Release the feeling of egg shell
It cracks louder the harder you press it
So I miss you but this is fate
Stood in the rain
Drenched as long as I could take
Something that felt so authentic
Turned out to be so fake
I’m so in love with my decision
To leave this cycle
& drift away.
