It’s me again
Back with more
Too many secrets
That I can’t ignore
You remember confession one?
No? It’s ok
Let me rewind
So you can get a replay
I mess up good things
But not on purpose
They affect me deep down
And even on the surface
Relationships I can’t get right
Maybe I’m toxic
Over and over, it’s like a cycle
With no end in sight
One year, two years
It doesn’t matter
My insecurities eating
They’re just getting fatter
My mind is full of thoughts
No room for anything else
Positive thoughts are like old toys
They just collect dust on a shelf
Maybe something else is wrong
And I just can’t see
Sometimes I wish I didn’t feel
Like my mother abandoned me