Question

Create a rap that had a midwest emo vide to it and make the lyrics very heart breaking of friend group issues and having a secret crush on one of them

I wish for better days but wishing never did, anything

Answer 1

(Chorus — sung/half-spoken)
I wish for better days but wishing never did, anything,
So I keep the wish in my pocket and the silence in my skin.
Empty couches, empty smiles, the way your laugh used to ring,
I wish for better days but wishing never did, anything.

(Verse 1)
We met in the summer where the streetlights burned low,
Flip cup at midnight, backyard radio on slow.
Your jacket smelled like thrift store songs and cheap cologne,
You leaned into jokes like you’d already found a home.
I smiled at the punchline, swallowed the line I’d meant to say,
My tongue a traffic light stuck red, you walked the other way.
They call me the steady one — I play the part so well,
Shelve my bruised confessions on some high-no-shelf cell.
You told me you loved the sky, I nodded like I did too,
Late texts from the others, late nights I spent on you.

(Hook — soft, melodic)
I wish for better days but wishing never did, anything,
Basement posters, band tees, all the quiet little sins.
I wish for better days but wishing never did, anything,
So I write your name on the inside of my shirts and pretend.

(Verse 2)
There was a fight about nothing, then a rumor caught a flame,
Sudden cold shoulders, new alliances, who’s to blame?
We used to share cigarettes, secrets, secondhand guitars,
Now there’s distance in our photos, hollow in our bars.
You laughed with him at shows — my chest a squeezed-up fist,
I clapped a beat too fast, watched my color leave the list.
I held the group together with cheap jokes and quieter nights,
But every joke I paid for with the ache of private flights.
I wanted to say your name like a prayer, not a crime,
Kept it buried in my notebook like contraband in rhyme.
If I told you would you laugh, or would you walk away?
If I told you would we break, would we still be okay?

(Pre-chorus — confessional, rising)
Polaroids in shoeboxes, receipts from guilty nights,
You called me "bro" between the lines and suited up in lights.
I’m the one who steadies storms, the last one to complain,
But the quiet wears thin and it’s pouring down my brain.

(Chorus — sung/half-spoken)
I wish for better days but wishing never did, anything,
So I keep the wish in my pocket and the silence in my skin.
Empty couches, empty smiles, the way your laugh used to ring,
I wish for better days but wishing never did, anything.

(Bridge — whispered, intimate)
Remember when the river froze and we swore we’d never change?
We carved our names in maple bark — then everything rearranged.
You kissed the skyline once, said freedom tastes like spring,
I tasted freedom in reverse — it cut me more than sting.
I store your voice in voicemails like a mixtape I can’t play,
I map the cracks on plaster where the light used to stay.
If I leave will anyone notice the vacancy I make?
If I break will you remember all the promises I fake?

(Verse 3 — more urgent)
I watched you pick apart my jokes like you were picking at a seam,
You colored new inside the lines, I’m still a graphite dream.
There’s a chair at every table but the seat beside you’s cold,
I keep rehearsing confessions that never get the bold.
You say “we’re family” and I let the word lie there and rot,
I keep the tape that binds us stuck to what we’re not.
If loving you’s a trespass, then I’ve trespassed thousands times,
But silence is the only thing that hasn’t crossed the line.
So I write these ugly letters that I’ll never let you read,
Plant apologies like flowers but forget to water seeds.

(Outro — fragile, resigned)
I wish for better days but wishing never did, anything,
Now the hobby’s hesitation, the heart’s unspoken sting.
Maybe one day I’ll say it, maybe one day I’ll choose,
Till then I’m just the echo in the mirror of your news.
I wish for better days but wishing never did, anything,
So I fold my chest around a secret and call it everything.