Dec 2020
There was a time when I trusted myself
I trusted my conscience
And my mental health
At some point I, unbeknownst to me
Became suspicious of that clarity
I look in the mirror from the corner of my eyes
And if I had the choice I wouldn't believe my lies
I trusted my conscience
And my mental health
At some point I, unbeknownst to me
Became suspicious of that clarity
I look in the mirror from the corner of my eyes
And if I had the choice I wouldn't believe my lies
Just felt poopy, I guess. Bad days come and go.
Trust between friends and lovers is difficult to mend, but when you break your own trust... I'm not sure you ever trust yourself again.
Trust between friends and lovers is difficult to mend, but when you break your own trust... I'm not sure you ever trust yourself again.
