Past
Wyatt Goodrich
Can't believe I made it through the year
The future don't look clear
I got some fears they're so severe
I can't belive it's over
I'm not ready for the next
I need more time
Can we focus on the past for just a bit?
Who am I when I'm not truly being myself?
Yeah I don't have the answer so I put it on the shelf
Next to unreleased songs, scrapped beats, and all the else
Yeah
It's not my fault I can't forgive you
This shit's on you this time
But I kept thinking 'bout it
So I put it to a rhyme
But now that that's all in the past
What do I focus on next
If I'm upbeat will I shatter if I'm anything less
I can't
Understand it