danistrulytheman

I'm STILL a self confessing, self professing know-it-all, or so I think!


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and it’s been awhile since I could hold my head up high

and it’s been awhile
since I first saw you
and it’s been awhile
since I could stand on my own two feet again
and it’s been awhile
since I could call you

and everything I can’t remember
as fucked up as it all may seem
the consequences that I’ve rendered
I’ve stretched myself beyond my means

and it’s been awhile
since I can say that I wasn’t addicted
and it’s been awhile
since I can say I love myself as well
and it’s been awhile
since I’ve gone and fucked things up just like I always do
and it’s been awhile
but all that shit seems to disappear when I’m with you

and everything I can’t remember
as fucked up as it all may seem
the consequences that I’ve rendered
I’ve gone and fucked things up again

why must I feel this way
just make this go away
just one more peaceful day

and it’s been awhile
since I could look at myself straight
and it’s been awhile
since I said I’m sorry
and it’s been awhile
since I’ve seen the way the candles light your face
and it’s been awhile
but I can still remember just the way you taste

and everything I can’t remember
as fucked up as it all may seem to be I know it’s me
I cannot blame this on my father
he did the best he could for me

and it’s been awhile
since I could hold my head up high
and it’s been awhile
since I said I’m sorry


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I can’t feel my life. Makes me wanna cry.

How bad I feel inside. Like I wanna die.

Can’t explain – won’t apologize.

Destination unknown. Wreckage in tow.
Depression grows. I have no home.


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and everything I can remember is fucked up as it all may seem

the consequences that were rendered

and it’s been awhile
since I’ve seen the way
the candles light your face
and it’s been awhile
but I can still remember
just the way you taste