I've lied I've been lied to and I've tried to live my best life.
every time i get caught up in the little things
tying myself to people. causing a chain to wrap 'round my neck/
brandished and calmed i fall time and time again.
leaving me is alright but when i fuck things up it tears at me
day and night i can't sleep. but when i do these dumb feelings stick to me again.

they hate me but never as much as i hate myself.the things i do affect me more than others and that might just be my problemwho knows. i certainly don't. as much time i take thinking, stuck in my thoughtsthe answers always evade me.

the same dumb feelings that have been messing with me since i was young,
 they haven't changed a bit.

looking at painful pictures that used to give me such joy is kinda ironic-
happy messages from scared people trying their best is where i made my home
sitting along the people who would be so ready to damage themselves just to help someone else.
some cut, those are the ones i help. but those who tear apart themselves emotionally,
im no better than.

stuck from my own words, always looking for a way out, i always sink deeper into my own mess.
the same cycle, the same feelings, different people. 
stuck in the same sticky feelings again..