Complicated

Last year was great
This year has been s**t
And its barely begginig

The switch went off
Then went on
And its off again

Coming harder and harder
But never really leaving
Because of the fear that it might come back

If I got better
Why am I bad again?
Would my parents believe me this time?

Felt as everything was perfect
Maybe I was naive into thinking I was better and different
But I probably belong here

Regreting everything again...
But this time more
Because there’s so much stuff I could’ve avoid

I know these feeling
And Im used to this loneliness
Either way, it doesnt get easier..
And it’ll never will