Got that summertime sadness
Who said the top was so lavish?
I can't find this,
like what's the purpose?
Amongst giants that battle churches
You don't need a group to be you,
alphabet soup with the smoke
Some like rhymes and some like jokes
Just find something before you're old and regret truths you never told
I got the sauce and you got the salt
I feel like I'm Bas or I'm Cole
So put me in the ice before I melt,
I'm too cold
On a night that's lonely in the south,
I think I'm too old
To waste time on some fake shit
Or I'm too young and optimistic
Looking for shit that lasts
Reflecting on golden pasts
When you could've been my last
The days pass
and nights, they leave me lonely
Like how I'm supposed to love back when they don't even know me
And I don't even know myself
Well,
The bigger you are the harder you fall
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Poetry"If one does not understand a person, one tends to regard him as a fool." - Carl Jung