I’ve got the memories, all inside of me, But I can’t go back, Back to how it was.
I don't even know.
Ugh. What am I supposed to think. What am I supposed to feel. What am I supposed to do. Even if I make a decision, can I stick it out. You can’t control what you feel. You can’t control how someone affects you. Nor can you control what someone else thinks and feels. Or doesn’t think or feel for that matter.