Not mature or enough to stick around but I'm mature enough to realize that and not waste time trying

I swear sometimes I waste my time....And it burns my soul because if there is anything I despise wasting in the world...It's time.

You don't grow up when you try, you grow up when you have to.

Nooooow I remember why I left that place. Now I remember why I'm still not there, and now I remember why I'm never going back

Without love...breath is just a clock, ticking.

Why in my right mind would I work myself to the point of bleeding to waste it on someone like you?! Free rides don't exist!