part 16

and i wish i knew that

I was in the good old days before the good days passed me by

and it went so quick

are the good days behind me ?

I do not know if the future is bright

I do not know

I’m living each day with the hope it gets better

write myself this poem but it’s also kind of a letter

that I will read in the future and hopefully that this is just a bad phase this is just a sad day

and in the end it will all work out my way I hope !