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i can't believe i chose this route, came off too early, maybe. i can't help looking back, i bailed it now i'm all alone, i'm always incomplete, idealist, read into this, never going to find me at this rate. these questions that i ask myself, i dwell on things too long, the answers that i'll never find. what went wrong. i could stay but it only makes things worse. why do we always throw the better things away. i settle with making things harder on myself, and i'll never forget, i'll never forget, i can't forget the first days. i'm a man on a whim maybe that gives a slim chance of getting along with this. From Letras Mania