16

16 hours spent under April showers

As I try to make sense of what I've got left

As I walk through the door I know forevermore

That things won't be the same by the time that it's May

16 months and I wish that just for once

I could look back on a day, and hope that things won't change

But change is constant and I am constantly wanting to know

Where I went wrong

And all along

Spent far too long