Long nights Headaches Cant see through the thoughts But feeling i will still make it to the stop. I cant make these loops stop
Scrolling Binging Pretending This isnt living.
Substance abuse, Doesnt even get me through. Where is my muse? A change, must be made. I cannot maintain living in this frame. When will i finally start To follow through.
Im sick of my own ways
Excuses, contemplate Going insane What is the point Of anything If i just spend my days fading away
Never commit "Shes A flake" I know. Im so tired of being this way Hating how i live Feeling shame In who i am, Wishing i was different I want to commit To me again
I want to jump all in. Leave all this **** at the door find the free spirit within I will do what best for me, Even if it takes some pain. Anything is better, Than living this way.
change is being made Surrender what are you scared of? Trust It will be okay Simple, not a debate just need to get out of my own way Change is here. Can't keep running from the girl locked in here staring back at me in the mirror
She says, let go. Change is here. No need for fear, my dear.