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Was I wrong? Wrong in assuming That nothing at all, without thought Would just fall into place? Was it hope, that something would change me That led me to see the mistakes That had gutted my frame? Was it strength, yearning for purpose? Or weakness just desperately searching For something to fix? To create, from self-induced ruin To try and rebuild what remains from What I have destroyed Why'd I make it so hard? So quick to doubt? So ready to fuck myself over... Was it truth, logic or reason Disappointment of fear that led me To question all things Far beneath self-induced wreckage I rest in pathetic assurance That failure is safe Why'd I make it so hard? So quick to doubt? So ready to fuck myself again... Was I wrong? Wrong in assuming That nothing at all, without thought Would just fall into place? Was it hope, that something would change me That led me to see the mistakes That had gutted my frame? Why'd I make it so hard? So quick to doubt? So ready to fuck myself over So ready to fuck myself again...