Petrichor

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There are sad days 

Where you have to give up

Doing what you love 

To move onto better things.

I found dear friends 

In the music. 

And then I had other friends I got drunk with

And I'm there hoping he'll come too 

But he can't. 

And I have a different kind of fun

To the fun I have at orchestra. 

And at one point the two worlds met 

And I was kissing the wrong person 

Again. 

I will never learn.

Part of me thinks there are no real mistakes, 

It's all fun.

But deep down it hurts a lot. 

It hurts me more than what the elation is worth. 

But I told myself I wasn't good enough for 

So long 

And being bold, kissing boys, makes me feel good enough 

For five short minutes.