i think to myself more often then not,
i need to get a grip before i slip through.
i need to get away before i’m stuck in the same spot i’ve been in for so long.
i need a goal to pursue before i have to start again.
i’m so tired of running the same circle i’ve been running for so long,
the road ahead just appears dark and hopeless.
i think to myself if only?
if only i could really break the cycle i’ve placed myself in.
if only i could get a grip.
if only i could find a way out.
if only i could obtain my goal.
then i realize the only thing stopping me is me.
i am my own worst enemy, and my only saving grace.
what a paradox life can be.