I have reasons for all of it
But the results are the same
And regardless of hardship
It is I who's to blame
I try to seek help then
I stall and abstain
Don't know how to stop
Can't go back where I came
But my past seems to follow
It takes root in my brain
Wraps 'round my skull
'Till it covers my face
Vines in my eyes
'Round my neck it constrains
My voice and it dies
'Fore I try to explain
Muted, I stumble
Blinded, afraid
I'm trying to stand
With legs out of play
I'm supposed to be walking
Yet here I remain
And reasons don't matter
If I fail either way