It gets hard to think when you don’t know
the story of a person you wish you’d known,
It’s hard to be a part of a history that started a whole lifetime ago.
It’s easy to think that they don’t really care
and were perfectly fine before you were there.
It gets easy to notice the discrepancies
In every single moment you share.
But you can’t rewrite history into something it’s not,
so the best you can do is keep makin’ it and don’t give up givin’ it your best shot.