I've been too quiet
With most of my closest friends,
Hoping all of this would end
A little too quiet, no I cant pretend
I still have silent battles within my mind,
Hoping I could find,
An answer to this question that made me blind.
Too little, too short
My life is like a sport,
Waiting for my turn to play
So that everyone could stay
And watch me as I say:
"Too little, too short
Someday my bright self would come back"
Even when no one
And everyone is done
Listening to what I have to say
