Dear A

Dear A, I’m still a Lonely boy
And I’m still figuring out why I’m still alone
And I can never seem to find the right place

Well A, I’m just here in quarantine
still thinking ‘bout how at 19 I fell so hard
Fell through the roof
But I’m just tryna be number one
And I’m coming after you

Now I’m sick of being second grade
And feeling like I’ve never made a choice for myself
And a liar and a thief could never beat me
‘cause I’m still, I’m still true to myself

Dear A, it’s day 21 and I feel like this is overdone
You didn’t call and didn’t try even though I tried
And I’m still tryna remember why
Why I’m not on lockdown
Through the walks in the field
and the feeling I get when you’re around is unreal

Now I’m sick of being second grade
And feeling like I’ve never made a choice for myself
And a liar and a thief could never beat me
‘cause I’m still, I’m still true to myself

I’m trying, you’re flying away to the southern seas
I’m still trying, you’re flying away from me
I’m trying, you’re flying away to the southern seas
I’m still trying, you’re flying
but you could never seem to care

Now I’m sick of being second grade
And feeling like I’ve never made a choice for myself
And a liar and a thief could never beat me
‘cause I’m still, I’m still true to myself