Help.
The fears I fear
got me bare
Words got tangled up inside.

Oh guilty pleasure.
is that so.
The pain, the chills, the scars.
There is no one to blame.

Hurts real bad.
To be both happy and sad.
Happy again and then sad.
Happy sad happy sad happy sad sad sad sad

It is a never ending cycle,
I am not the kind of person who ask flat out
but help.
I think I just did it again.