You were perfect how you were, I see you don’t understand it or maybe it’s my fault I took your perfect for granted maybe it’s their fault they couldn’t help you manage. Or maybe it’s because you got so high and I was never around when you landed made you feel somewhat stranded now I see your whole circle is on some yes man shit but if they knew you how I knew you they would be able to see through the act recognizing the fact that this is all a charade but you claim your happy so I’ll take my truths to my grave…
