Once again drowning, Sinking in shame
Filled with hatred, regrets, and no one to blame
I'd ask for a hand but don't see one in reach
Can't seem to keep myself up on my feet
Losing control, Mixed up in thoughts
How does it take this long to realize you're lost
Surrounded by debts, Tought to measure the cost
So many broken promises done to the man on the cross
They whisper, They talk, Turn the other cheek and laugh
I keep my silence and walk off, with knifes in my back
Friends turn to foes, Some fake it from guilt
I retreat to myself in the glass house I built
Black cats and broken mirrors, Mixed with unfimiliar faces
But sometimes people find light in the darkest places