Some days I slip
Into the old pattern
I feel judged
When I try to turn
To my friends
Try to talk it out
They turn it back
To what I already know
Part of what
Is bothering me
Breaking my heart.
I know I messed up
I know there is still work
But it will never be the same
Both of us are changed
But do I deserve to be judged
I thought I was a good person.
Maybe there is something I am missing
Something I am not seeing
Maybe it's in me
That I can't see
That leaves me open to be judged .
Maybe I just say too much
I could be better off not
Saying anything at all
Cause the ones I trust most
Aren't being helpful
I wanted someone to talk to
Instead I'm stuck wondering what else to do.
