how do I manage

to take a wrong turn

and instead of turning back

I just keep on walking that road

can you see

the asshole strolling

his head always turned back

so he never loses sight

of the things he’s done wrong

I’m still always a bit less drunk

than I’d like to be

and a bit more

than I should be

but maybe that’s just the way it is

we never get exactly what we want

just some version of it

and then we tell ourselves that it’s enough

I’ve been looking for someone

who can save me from myself

and I’m happy with this version of my dream

I’m not liking myself very much these days.

Why? Maybe because I really do enjoy the self-pity.

Maybe because I favor a hint of misery in my happiness.

Or maybe just because it’s easier to be the center of attention when you’re miserable.

I know myself quite well, I’ve had to spend a lot of time with the person I’ve become.

I’m nowhere near the best I can be, but I’ve got time, no?

I’m not liking myself very much these days.

Why? Maybe because I really do enjoy the self-pity.

Maybe because I favor a hint of misery in my happiness.

Or maybe just because it’s easier to be the center of attention when you’re miserable.

I know myself quite well, I’ve had to spend a lot of time with the person I’ve become.

I’m nowhere near the best I can be, but I’ve got time, no?

Let the frayed strings rip in my hands. I’m not sure if can hold on much longer.

All my life I’ve been searching for reasons to be unhappy, and god knows I’ve found my share.

So I’ll take one for the pain. And two to forget. Three shots down, I probably should’ve known better.

They say tomorrow’s another day, but they never tell you what it brings.

What if at one point acceptance becomes the last resort?