I find myself sat in the same spot at the end of each day
Wondering when will this feeling ever fade
I flick through the firestick watching the same constant shows
I manage to find comfort and escape reality through those
When the episodes end I wonder for change
I wonder when I will love myself again
I smoke another cigarette, these ones taste rank
All I can afford is ’20 of your cheapest fags’ due to little money in the bank
My fingers smell of nicotine and my hair is knotty
My bedrooms a mess, it makes me feel grotty
I think of the girl I used to be
Clean, well dressed, good job and proud to be me
Will I ever get back the person I were before you destroyed me
I don’t think she’ll come back it’s a distant memory now
Don’t you see
I think of my son he’s with his grandma tonight
I feel like I let him down I just want to get this right
I think of going back to work, but what if I miss his first steps
Such a vicious cycle I just want to be free of debt
I feel like I can conquer it all, the world is my oyster
I just wish sometimes I wasn’t such a disappointment
I met someone new, in some ways I’m happy
Will I get the fairytale ending I’ve been dreaming after?
Its night again now, I feel this way again
Maybe tomorrow will be the day I put this all to an end.
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