Broken Runaway
Damaged goods
Is what I am
I'd tell you whats in my head
But you wouldn't understand
Because I can't
I'm a complex man
Taking responsibility for all that I've done
Stupid
Selfish
Senseless decisions
Ruining what makes me happy and free
Realizing that the only problem is me
Repeating mistakes
Saying sorry again
Misery remains my only friend
I'm failing to see things through
My hindsight's 20/20
The past I rue
Thinking things will change
Coming back up this slippery slope
Sometimes I believe that it's a false hope
The worst thoughts creep in
Telling me to give in
Figuratively hanging from the noose in a rope
Self destructive tendencies trick me
I runaway from myself
Asking God to fix me
How can they know how I feel
If the words are never spoken
They need to know
I'm broken