You can run but you cant hide.
Because crazy is hard to hide.
Somethings broken at the core.
And it sends it messages thru a door.
They bubble to the surface
Right at the tip of tounge.
You try to hide your face.
But somethings cant be undone.
So you live with the anxiety.
Mixed it with shame and audacity.
And pretend your **** dont smell.
When everyone can tell.
Forgiveness and forget.
Life is peppered with regret.
Thats just to say im not perfect.
And im not sane.
But i try my best not to spill.
And make a mess.
And if i do.
I apologise and continue.