Lost and Confused

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.