In a few months.
I’m trying my best to be a better person. But the past keeps haunting me. I wish I didn’t. I wish they would just go away. This close, to losing myself.
God forgive me for I have sinned.
Give me the strength, the hope and the determination to carry on.
Please, dear god.
Slowly picking up all the broken pieces and fixing them back together.
Mum, please get well.
Thanks to FTC for this meaningful song.