All my hopes and dreams were stripped away, the second I started using my life for personal gain.
Who was I kidding, only myself, I wouldn’t have fallen for the shit that spewed out of my mouth.
Who knew that my life would go this far south? That my own self hatred was crippling me with nerve-wrecking doubt.
I’ll never be anything, I’ll never be enough. x2
I’ll never be anything, I’ll never be enough, these voices in my head are about to call my bluff.
Trying to win the pot with a pair, but as soon as you throw down the flush, my cards vanish into thin air.
I need a change of pace, losing everything I’ve ever worked for has me drained. But I can’t complain, all of
those people I stepped on to get here have every right to make a complaint. I never claimed to be a saint.
I need to hold myself accountable for the mistakes I made, bottoms up to the jäger hitting me in the brain.
It’s the only way I know how to cope with the pain. And as it starts to hit me, I won’t let this be the last you’ll hear of me.