the truth in winter and the lie in summer
He didn’t know the difference between “good-bye” and “see you later”
cause either way they left without a note or a decent sympathy letter
Three years and he still believes things are getting better
He confused time with wisdom
cause of those days where he boasted with confidence when he lived memories with them
Where the hell have you guys been?
He didn’t know what goals were because his father was making them for him
the yelling was disturbing but all he could do was look down and try not to listen
the oppression ate away his pride but somehow grew on his desires
He rolled excessively to keep himself aiming higher
Lastly, he confused
friends with Happiness
like intellect based off of tests
like experience with adventures and quests
like, like, like
Like the time he woke up and found out all good that ever happened to him just stood up and left