Caught in between lines
This is not my time
You try to fail
Just a ghost of a past self that you don't know very well
Emptied all my pockets in front of your highness
To prove to everyone that I'm not as rich as they thought I was
We're just emulating past behaviors that we've witnessed
As adolescents, subconsciously mirroring our parents
I know I'm not your therapist, I'm just trying to be your friend
The only real way to grow is to accept that you had a role
In why the reason things had to end
What's left to discover
Except maybe another world
Hopefully one you'll love
Full of questions answered by people
That actually know what they're talking about
I broke down in front of a Chick-fil-A
And I just hope one day things will be okay