I think I tried my best
but it was all a mess
because I'm letting myself run away again
My brain is flood with sorries
that I'm too tired to figure out
which ones really count
I back myself into a corner
because my fear takes up more space than my body
and I don't know how to exist
And I'll admit,
I'm the first one to use it as an excuse for not changing
-Comfortable Hell/H.W