You won’t miss me again
Cause we don’t live under the same sky
Yet I stare at the kites
Wishing one of them to be yours
I won’t see you again
So I look for you in people I see
Touching their back of the neck
Thinking it’s you, It’ll never be
I sleep away the days
No one knows my ways
Neither did you, you said I was weird
I try to be good and it feels like shit
I wish I was 8
I wanna drop dead