I carry you with me like another main accessorie on my body

Your stuck to me like a leech in a ***** lake
Longing for blood

Constantly racking my brain preventing
Me from moving on to a happier place
in life

Your my past

Why cant you leave me alone and let me be
You live in my blood stream and control
My every thought

But your my past

See I tried a therapist
and I tell you what they say to me isnt
Helping

why do they try to convince me that my problem comes from deep rooted childhood memories

How can they know that if I told them my childhood was great

Well that's how I remember it

So **** the therapist thats trying to convince me that this isnt my fault

Because it is all my fault.