My heart aches when I see that dog behind the gate
Fear and anxiety wash over me like sticks
I grapple with the pain of my own feeble existence
              (all over a dog that scares me)

Calling my boss to retell of my failures
Fear and shame within my fingertips
Each day a fallen leaf I don't want to exist
              (if i left i could just let go of this)

Pain and might and growth and dying
My days are filled with half truths
Keep me at arms length lest I **** your faith
               (the confidence i once felt leaves me)