opportunity has shown itself to me
all too many times before
turn and ran out the back door
slammed the screen on everything
a sign that i’m leaving receding and giving up
too many times before
i’ve walked away from doors that i haven’t opened
i’m becoming what i hate and it all feels the same
and i’ve got no one left to blame except myself
weighing down on me things i thought i needed
so i stayed inside back against the floor
closed eyes to think about this more
i’m always running away
and the things that i say are losing weight everyday
i like to tell myself i try so hard
i’m losing time and can’t find rest
giving up’s what i do best

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