Summer
Oakwood
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I see the forest for the trees
So tell me why did I stop growing
I'm rooted, too much has changed in me
I hate what I am becoming
The better years that I slept away
To make room for the fucked up days
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My mind is storming
And I am flooding
When will my head just stop swimming
I'm sinking
With the weight tied to me
I am so sick of of pretending
I buried myself and hoped things would be better
But I'm still drifting
Nothings the same
Everything's different