I think I might've missed my exit When I turned 25 All my friends are starting families While I'm just starting therapy online I'll spend the hour pretending I'm fine If I could muscle up the energy I'd answer every unread text Make solid plans I"m good to keep Go out and try to feel something But then I'd have to leave my bed And I've got this toxic trait Making me believe No one's ever really loved me Shit Oh man, guess I've been Running in circles again Seems like everyone else Has got it all figured out Close my eyes and I scream God I hate being me And it hurts to admit I'm too broken to fix I'm on autopilot Maybe tomorrow I'll be better Evict the critics in my head Catch up on water, get some sleep Be gentle with the words I speak I used to be my own best friend Is it too late to make amends Oh man, guess I've been Running in circles again Seems like everyone else Has got it all figured out Close my eyes and I scream God I hate being me And it hurts to admit I'm too broken to fix I'm on autopilot If New York's sinking Underwater in a year Does it even Really matter how I feel I wish someone would come take the wheel I'll complain, but then I stay the same Cause I'm drawn by a hand That leaves flaws in design Carved anxiety deep in The mold of my life I'm afraid to be loved Terrified I'l be left behind I'm doing my best to survive I'm doing my best