Time is all I needed, but I wasn't given enough.
And without time, it made things rough.
As the days slowly pass, and this burden gets harder to bare,
I can try to live my life and not wish you would care.
I never got what I was aimlessly hoping for in the end,
But I'm strong and these wounds will soon end.
You can never say I didn't try to make the wrong things right,
And I never gave up without a strong fight.
I was never given enough time to explain everything I wanted to,
But it's best if we start over fresh, and live our life like it's brand new.
It'll be difficult, but the hard time will pass,
Maybe someday someone can break your heart of glass.
