Okay? That good with you? Ok.

I try so hard.. I try so hard to be a happy person. But, maybe that’s not who I’m supposed to be. Or maybe, I’m a happy person stuck in a depressive society. Maybe this is, but maybe this isn’t, who I’m supposed to be. Maybe I am who I’m supposed to be, but not where I was destined. Maybe I’m where I’m destined, but now who I’m destined to be. Maybe.. I’m just not right.

As we sleep among the dead, the days go on forever. But I have not left your side.

I’m a little drunk on you, and high on summertimeee.

If only you saw what I see in you. You’d love you, too.