Still pushing through this life I try to weigh it all equally And when I close my eyes I see the vividest memories Dear little me, I tried to be the best version I could be But sometimes I want to die And yes I always wonder if i’ve made a mess out of you Became the product of the petty little things you held on to I often question if your dream of fitting in will come true I’ve built so many walls you would have broken through Still pushing through this life But nothing comes to me easily Still hard to see both sides Theres good and bad then reality Dear future me, surprise, you’re feeling everything out You’re writing it out, you’re hiding around, doing your best to survive And yet I wonder if I’m inadvertently killing you Slowly becoming a regret your mind will always cling on to I hope you’re forward thinking, doing what you love just for you Don’t look back here you’ll fall, ignore me calling youmore

its about going through the wringer of grief. For my son Oscar-more