Things are scattered across the floor,
things that I can’t ignore
but I try, I won’t lie
Because all I see is my faults to blame
For my sudden anxious state
There’s no longer any storm to tame
For I fear It’s too late for me
What have I done to myself?
Where along the way did I change,
Into such brutal ruler to my brain?
I have no control, I’ve lost my grip
The darkness covers a I start to slip
I’m angry, I admit
Because My consequences are so adequate
And the irony of it all, is hard to swallow
Don’t say I told you so, Grace
Because the farther I go,
The farther I run,
I’ll only realize
My faults are to blame