To be the forgotten one.
It has a slight joy to it though.
You realize what you truly are.
Nothing seems to matter anymore.
All the Good things you did.
All the Bad things you did.
You realize that was always going to be.
And you stop asking for more you just flow with it.
It has a slight joy to it though.
You realize what you truly are.
Nothing seems to matter anymore.
All the Good things you did.
All the Bad things you did.
You realize that was always going to be.
And you stop asking for more you just flow with it.