Summer days have come to end.
I just hope that I can finally make some sort of amends,
with my family and my friends?

Summer days are typically filled with boredom.
Teenagers look for something to fill that boredom with, apparently I chose wrong.

Summer days are all about love.
Even though I found none.
I saw the heart of a friend begin to love,
I disapproved... apparently I chose wrong?

Summer days make it hard to be forgiven.
Not a sorry,
A hug,
Or even promises to change,
will make it easier for them to forgive.

Summer days have come to an end.