self examination. ongoing.
A struggle to discover how I fall so hard every time/
My whole life Ive broken things
Told to test equipment because I would really put it the test
accused of constantly being too hard on everything I own.
this now brings a new realization
every time I try to love
success or not
I always end up breaking things
my heart, her heart
doesnt matter
I build it up
with love called pure
my heart and my mind completely commit
yet still
disaster
I seek love so much it seems I am destined to not have it
...
good things given and bad actions break
I spend every waking moment reflecting a mistake
imagine the possibilities, what could have been
but only for a moment
because time is running out
time to move on.
one more scar
hidden beneath skin