I'VE GOT NOTHING

neither do you.

i walk home the same way every night

how much time do i have left?
everyday is like a bullet in the head
the pain of seeing what i've become
is more than i can stand.
blink an eye, the years go by
and things change so fucking fast.
nobody told me that growing up
would mean growing apart.
you make friends, you lose friends
you find love, your heart breaks
you look back, and break down.

so many questions im not finding any answers