Who would of ever thought... nobody can save me from myself..
Ever think of yourself in a certain way? Maybe you thought you were artistic, or strong, or smart.
And then one day you realize, you aren't the person you thought you were. You realize that you never rose above the bullshit you thought was your past. You just ignored it so well, and you overlooked yourself so much, that the truth never came out.
I'm tired of resisting, I really am.
I feel like I'm slowly crumbling apart.
I catch myself slipping away little by little, and I feel out of my mind all the time.
And whats worse, I'm giving people the wrong impression of me.
Or maybe, its the right impression, right?
Fuck it.
And then one day you realize, you aren't the person you thought you were. You realize that you never rose above the bullshit you thought was your past. You just ignored it so well, and you overlooked yourself so much, that the truth never came out.
I'm tired of resisting, I really am.
I feel like I'm slowly crumbling apart.
I catch myself slipping away little by little, and I feel out of my mind all the time.
And whats worse, I'm giving people the wrong impression of me.
Or maybe, its the right impression, right?
Fuck it.