Constellations

With time Everything will be alright Everything that's dark right now Will turn bright You turn wrong things right Come to think about it You turn a lot of things right It'll get better with time I can see good things coming in my mind There was some days that I felt like crying There was more days with my pen I'd write Remember when they locked us all inside? I would think about stuff that I didn't know why Know things always get better with time Most things always get better in life I do have hope I got things in sight Things that I look forward too in life Try not let some things pass you by Some things can't get back Can't get twice Don't take it for granted Or at least try It's a hard life and you left us behind And when I think about you I just cry Is that normal? Am I alright? Does it ever feel normal or right? Does it just feel awful all the time? Conversations on my mind Constellations in the sky With time Everything will be alright Everything that's dark right now Will turn bright You turn wrong things right Come to think about it You turn a lot of things right It'll get better with time I can see good things coming in my mind There was some days that I felt like crying There was more days with my pen I'd write Even if I don't rate you sometimes If I had to rate you outta ten it's nine I just need space and Give me some time I just need It's crazy time I've seen it all there's nothing new When trouble is right in front of me Where the hell you running to I look around and I see lost souls Where we lose it These days were dreaming lucid Never afraid to face the music While things were taking toll Achieve the same results It's safe to say we saved the way We weren't aiming low My praise was late I stayed awake I gave the game the smoke From days ago the pain was cold We had to stay involved I used to dream about the day That I would make it out Obsessed with making papers Then my patience started draining out I'm on the drink again Thought that could ease the pain No need to be ashamed The sweet release will keep me sane I ain't proud of my addiction I'm working on it Honestly prefer to stop Tryna be a workaholic I'll be working on my mental health I'm doing well Tryna keep my head up to the sky It's been the bluest spell Labels looking at me like cattle How much you would sell? Charging up my Duracell Gotta be your truest self 'Cause when you're blending in the crowd You're invisible Carbon copies Feeling like we're running out of principles I took some good advice And started making headway This is not my best phase Letting go a dead weight You came around and everything was looking sweet When I found you I found peace