Caught in between lines This is not my time You try to fail Just a ghost of a past self that you don't know very well Emptied all my pockets in front of your highness To prove to everyone that I'm not as rich as they thought I was We're just emulating past behaviors that we've witnessed As adolescents, subconsciously mirroring our parents I know I'm not your therapist, I'm just trying to be your friend The only real way to grow is to accept that you had a role In why the reason things had to end What's left to discover Except maybe another world Hopefully one you'll love Full of questions answered by people That actually know what they're talking about I broke down in front of a Chick-fil-A And I just hope one day things will be okay