Bouquet

There's a balance that's off in my brain Where I can't ever treat you the same I won't complain and I can't explain But I want to and it's a shame I'm constantly stuck in my head I'll spend the rest of the day in bed The blinds in my room are always shut I don't wanna see anyone I really think I wanna be happy But I don't think that's part of God's plan I really miss the sound of you laughing I just really wanna hold your hand And I don't know why any of this happened But I won't be around one day, I pray I'll come to terms with my decay I woke up today, so I deserve a bouquet, I deserve