Listen
I was different yesterday
I understood that by
not living today
and
since I was there not long ago
the cuts still bleed
when I scratch them
yeah,
I strived for something
ordinary
wanted something
perfect
and yet
won something
extraordinary
and still remained
imperfect
you see,
I was far from whole
of course
I was nothing more than
I was nothing more than
this wreck inside but
I just realized that
the memories I made
can't even spell my name right.
that was the first time I cried since
the last