Time & time again, I find myself so stifled and stuffed, stuck on repeat Stuck on stupid, stupid-stupid me for all times lost spent in thought, fell so deep I fell apart, There are nights when all I can do is think about that life I've always imagined & have always know that I may never have, never have because I'm too afraid to explore, too afraid to explore, because of my history full of failures, There are moments when I wish that I could take it all back, times when I just want to give it all up, hours I wish I could give in, Seconds lead to minutes, minutes lead to hours, hours lead to days, days lead to weeks, weeks lead to months, and months lead to years, yet no matter how much time passes somethings seem as though they may never change, There are days when I wake up & all that I want to do is pack a bag, gather a few belongings and walk out of the door, but I think about you my secret love it's true, Throw it all away, throw away all of
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