I wish I could change,
The station,
To my imagination,
That im stuck inside,
Asking why,
Why did I do that?
Why did I do that.
It\'s been an eternity,
Or so it seems,
That the only thing I can see,
Is, my mistakes,
Laid out in front of me,
I walk past them every day,
At this point all I can say,
Is tomorrow\'s a new day,
An everything will be okay.
Why do I do that?
Why do I lie?
Awake at night,
Stuck in my mind,
Reciting the things from behind,
Am I forced to live a life,
Of self reflection?
Or constant rejection?
I guess it\'s my fault,
That I\'ve hit this emotional wall,
I feel that the only thing I do is fall.
I\'m sorry