When I sit back
Watch the time fly
Just trying to pick up all the pieces
Even after all this time
Just one of those “let’s start over” speeches
I guess… But I hate it here, where this feeling brings me
It’s just something I cannot stand to hear again and again.
But it’s whatever, so be it.
Don’t be mad when I leave this place I cannot stand
Where I hear the same thing, repeated endlessly
Tired of it…
Maybe I just don’t get it now
Maybe one day I’ll say, I really didn’t understand it then, but now…
Prompt: Unknown