Feels like I’m 92 today,
And all the times I’ve laughed, with you just slip away,
Been here so long,
And I’m getting tired of holding on,
This life just lingers on,
And I’m getting sick of being strong.
Swear to god I’ve done my best,
I’ve pushed my life aside for the rest,
And I’m praying my end you’ll surely bless.
I’m not scared,
So don’t be afraid, just be here,
If you cared,
Then I wish you’d have made it clear,
The nights we shared,
You never really held me near,
Were you ever there?
And I disappear.
