No time for these problems
I'm at a stage where it's plain to see
With no substance to control myself
I'm on edge with a dying need to leave
No signs now for coming back
This common sense is gone indeed
I won't heal with the likes I'm given
Don't sympathize I feel it's greed
No time for these problems
I get a sense that it's time to lead
I blame myself for what happened
I feel the guilt but it's what I need
Turn Away from me