Everything is crashing down around me
And I don't know why
All I can think about is every time I've ruined something good
Every mistake I've made
Every friendship I've broken
Every lie I've told
Every moment I remember
It feels like every waking hour is filled with another mistake
It's not an if but a when
When will I ruin this precious moment?
When will I cut them off for no reason?
When will I destroy this beautiful thing?
It feels like no matter what I do
All I do is hurt the ones I love
I'm a flytrap for people
Closing up around them, suffocating, killing.
And I don't even know it
At this point, it's not a matter of if I'll let you down, but when.
