I always think ahead to better days
But when push comes to shove I always hate what I say
And when I get way too in depth I ignite my anxiety
Emphasizing my mistakes convincing everyone to leave
So I can be alone with my thoughts and a pen
To try to bring the negative vibes I created to an end
But it always comes back just in different waves
Cause I know mistakes are all everybody saves
And I fear that this conclusion could lead to my demise
Cause when everyone feels sorry for you all you get are lies