At late nights like these one lies awake

• At late nights like these  I start to dream bout my fate

Making it sound like a choice to make

Like there’s not already a life fully baked

At late nights like these it brings the most beautiful thoughts wether it’s good or bad

It releases the mild and angry thoughts on nights like these one dreams of things beyond reach such as hope love and memories

One longs for the feeling of regret to disappear

And for life to just reach its glassy Mears on nights like these one learns to appreciate what one has cause it may be your last

So appreciate what u have