Letras
When summer feels like February
Alone stuck in my misery
I thought of watching out the window for snow
But the only thing I saw was the kids on the road
Then it got to me
Why am I feeling like this?
I recollect the parts of my past and go
To my therapist to talk about who?
Myself or my consciousness
Ambitions or the endlessness
Priorities and medicines
Why being myself as a kid was so wrong?
Why did I always think I was on the wrong?
For every single thing happening at home.
Why is this thing stuck in me to this day?
How did the feel of fear turn into hate?
I recalled all you said
I'll remember everything you said
I will take care of myself
I just got home and I'm still the same