Every day, my mind puts my foot in it.
Intrusive unwanted thoughts that chew at my brain and don't let go like they've got lockjaw.
Ruining what is good, destroying my love, making her so unhappy.
destroying my life and making me feel like a cancer.
I'm not who I was, I used to be someone good, once.
I'm not who I should be.
I am dead and I die again and again every day.
It is time to live,
Time to become who I was.
Time to be the good man, who is worthy of her love.
To be him once again and build on him and make my love proud.
Be someone to be proud of.
But every day, my mind puts my foot in it.
