This roads' familiarity scares me
The bumps and cracks are still there.
Maintenance has not been performed
So we go around the bend
My broken body and fucked up mind
my future happiness left behind
where does life go from here
I should have a road map to take me there
Starting over with new opportunities
I leave behind the broken pieces.
Pieces that others will clean up for me.
I walk away to continually be broken.
I'm coming back to a place I know
instant gratification and something else I don't need
Always looking for the next best thing
While I let it all go when I already had it
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