It Ain't Just Me After All

I look at the mess I call my life
And I grieve about my past and present
Too much that I can't see
The pain of my friends - their torment

I can't see past your smile
I can't see past your eyes
I only see my problems
I only see my lies

I don't notice you hurting
I can't imagine you crying
I see your life as perfect
I see mine as dying

I'm sorry for being too absorbed
And not seeing past myself
I'm sorry for seeing through your innocence
But my walk is just a mess

It barely even exists
I just put on a show
I'm scared to move forward, to trust
Hence I don't grow

I have tried before
But I always relapse
I wish that you are there
Next time I collapse

So that you can pick me up
And tell me what to do
Lead me to the right path
And carry me through