Failures & Worrying

Different powers in different heights

I always feel alone in these late summer nights

I can't even tell you that I was been alright

But you're the one that I fucking might, fall in love again

Texting me while I'm busy, that you haven't planned ahead

How many times have I wished to be fucking dead?

Pen with paper, I'll write my feelings instead

Never realized social media can compete with your friends

I've always wish things would go back together again

And It's hard for people to comprehend

The things I did too keep distance

I would text my ex's and tell them I'm miss them