𝑀𝓎 𝒯𝒾𝓂𝑒 𝐼𝓈 𝒞𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑔

It took a while, but my time is coming 

At one point my world was crumbling 

I hid from the pain, but I am tired of running 

I promised myself I would change, but I was always bluffing

Slave to my thoughts, at one point I found myself bugging 

Mean-mugging, always miserable and it was visible 

For yeas I always wondered if I was fixable…

But never did anything about it

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I suffered, but that was on me

I cried, but that was on me

I almost died, but that was on me

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I love who I am becoming

It took a long time, but my time is finally coming 

Cutting off all the negative strings 

Moving on from regretful sins 

I always felt disposable 

Overly emotional

I completely gave into darkness

And my thoughts became uncontrollable