So much of me is hard to see
Through all this debris
Thoughts that told me
No substance will ever control me
Thinkin' I'm finer than wine
So why not drink it all the time

So much of me is hard to see
Through slurred words
And fallen battles
Insecurities whittled down
To just shakes and rattles

So much of me is hard to see
Through lovers quarrels
Soon sadness feels normal
Then one comes by
To put that twinkle back in your eye
To give you back your WHY

So much of me is hard to see
Through it all I ask politely,
"Please help me."