Whatever.

Simple, yet hard to say.

It’s been so long since I communicated with people.

When you cut everyone out of your life, it’s hard to say, a simple...

These nights, I wish I could call you.

So you could clear my head.

I remember the nights where I’d lay in bed, praying you’d answer and tell me what to do.

But now we’re much older and there’s no me and you.

Even after we weren’t together, you always knew what to say.

To keep me thinking it would all just be okay.

Nowadays I wish I had someone to turn to.

And when I think about it, I always only had you.

You would calm me down, and keep me from my attacks.

You know the ones that would break me, and leave me a mess.

Well I’m a mess right now, and I can’t even sing a song.