It's not like I expect everything to be perfect
But every now and then I just kinda figure at some point Something has to go right,
I've been beaten down this past year to the core,
And I'm still waiting on things to start looking up,
Everyone always told me that things work out,
That I'm going to be okay some day,
I must be impatient,
Because that's all I want.
I don't mean that I want money,
Or endless popularity,
I just want to be content.
I was there for a while,
And then life had to go and get fucked up so here I am back at square one,
I have arm candy now to,
Like I always fucking do these days,
But she's attached a bit to much,
And I just hope I can warm up to the feeling,
I'm a rock,
I'm stone cold.
I guess when you just get put out so much it's hard to get started again.
I guess that's not an excuse though,
I'm just a bitch.
I should be happy with what I'm given but I'm struggling to keep myself in check.
I just feel like the end of my rope is being stretched to the point it's starting to break,
And I don't really know what the fuck I'm supposed to do about it anymore.
