Relapse

I'm becoming who I was
And not who I want to be
Once again.

I'm falling back on myself,
A fucked up version of me
With no friends.

I'm not who I thought I was last week,
I'm still the same as six months ago.
I swear I'm trying to get better,
But it's too hard for me to let go.

I'm failing my future self,
I've lost the progress I gained
Over time.

This piece of me can't move on,
Tonight it is in my veins
And my rhymes.

I'm not who I thought I was last week,
I'm still the same as six months ago.
I swear I'm trying to get better,
But it's too hard for me to let go.

A little shred of the past is cutting me open now,
I was close to the light but got stopped cold by my self-doubt.