It’s 3:45 and my walls know it’s time
They’re probably tired of this storyline
But they stayed quiet because my world’s had enough
“Maybe if I’m not this, you’d double down”
But that’s just my thoughts
At the crack of dawn
So I stayed quiet because my world’s had enough

So I cried to my sister
Released all my blisters
And that’s when she whispered
“I know you’re not a quitter, but this splinter will heal if you’d loosen your grip”
So let’s leave this here

But I know you’ll leave a stain that lingers
And I’d find pieces of ya, it’s fickle
in friends that I meet
And strangers I see
And books that I read
And songs that I sing

Maybe in another life, it’s different
Perhaps build that lego set in winter
Read on that fancy couch or host that dinner
Pour a red wine and thank fck we’re together

So I cried to my sister
Erased all the pictures
And that’s when I figured
It’s just me in this riddle
No answers I’ll hear
And I’ve loosen my grip
So I’ll leave this here

A story of a could’ve been
A story to blame time and fate
Or can I blame us instead?