what a shame

Heavy were the days,

Carrying that weight.

Drank all of the wine,

Swore that I was fine.

But you always saw right through me.

I became lucid, it’s a dream.

What a relief I could just wake up now…

But I don’t have the energy,

I’ve become my own worst enemy

Bit tired, bit wired, and a little bit out of my mind.

I’m running low on empathy,

You took what was left in me: 

Built up, built doubt, and now there’s no way out.

Called you on the phone.

Your voicemail said no one’s home

So I left a message

I Instantly regretted 

            

And you always saw right through me    

Thought it was a lie I could keep

Killed me inside then crawled its way out…

Now I don’t have the energy

I’ve become my own worst enemy

Bit tired, bit wired, and a little bit out of my mind

I’m running low on empathy

You took what was left in me  

Built up, built doubt, and now there’s no way out

If I had known

I never would have let you stay home

And still to this day,

I wish I had done the same

What a shame

What a shame

What a shame

What a shame …