Lost and confused on who I am
Or who I want.
Seeing someone I once loved.
Somehow refalling faster every second
If she only new that I’m the one scared to do
What I’ve already done for her.
Still loving her after what she’s done
Knowing that I fucked up at first
But she’s not understanding that I left a lot
Just to make her happy.
Worried that this time will be different.
Scared that if I do go back she will
Have someone different like she did last time.
Making me hide in the darkness of my depression.