It's a funny way to end it
Scrapping thoughts of my brain
I am old just enough for adult pain
Old just enough for the trouble
That comes with age
His breath so smelled nice, like peppermint
Piano notes on my window sill
Mouth wash sticks forever to my skin
It's fresh and sad and paper thin (Like I ever cared)
(But I don't care)
Everything will be alright
(I just miss my memories)
Memories lost