You said it,
You said that of me you are proud
That I have come so far this year
Finally got my lazy life in order
Finally figured it all out
But if you could only see
I am still the same old me
Making all the same stupid mistakes
Failing in every part of my life
Can't walk away from the knife
Addicted to pain
And people thinking that I am insane
There is so much that I regret
Things I wish I could forget
Things I wish I hadnt done
Or words that I wish have gone unsaid
The only thing to be proud of
Is that I have survived through the struggle thus far
and that is not really an accomplishment at all,
At least, not to you