This could be the very minute,
I'm aware I'm alive,
All these places feel like home.
With a name I'd never chosen,
I can make my first steps,
As a child of 25.
This is the straw, final straw, in the,
Roof of my mouth,
As I lie to you.
Just because I'm sorry,
Doesn't mean I didnt enjoy it at the time.
You're the only thing that I love,
Scares me more everyday,
On my knees I think clearer.
Goodness knows I saw it coming,
Or at least I claim I did,
But in truth I'm lost for words.
What have I done?
It's too late for that,
What have I become?
Truth- there's nothing left,
One simple mistake,
Starts the hardest time.
I promise I'll do anything you ask...
This time.