I can't help that I feel toxic.
I can't help but push you away
in an attempt to try and save you
from who I am.
Because I know I'm just going to poison you
like I've done to myself numerous times,
like I've done to everyone around me.
And I know you'll let me pull you down
and I refuse to let that happen.

Because you are good
and wholesome
and worthy of greatness.
I want what's best for you but that's not me.
It's definitely not me.