I always think ahead to better days But when push comes to shove I always hate what I say And when I get way too in depth I ignite my anxiety Emphasizing my mistakes convincing everyone to leave So I can be alone with my thoughts and a pen To try to bring the negative vibes I created to an end But it always comes back just in different waves Cause I know mistakes are all everybody saves And I fear that this conclusion could lead to my demise Cause when everyone feels sorry for you all you get are lies