I used to think I had such potential
A mind to mold, a foundation to build on
But I left that all behind, the memories seem hazy
And the shell is not the whole, the parts themselves are worthless
I don't know just how the ground came out beneath me
Was it the divorce, or giving up on love?
But I still see the expectations in the eyes of my loved one
And the pain I feel to know that I'm not what they planned for
So here I am
I'm surrounded by all my friends
And I just want to be at home, all alone
I know it's not for the best, but this front makes me so depressed
But when I'm on my own I know why I embrace it
I hate myself for my goddamn pride
I'll be okay, or so I say
But I've got these fears that I can't shake
And I may die that way
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