Quitting

You never even asked me how I felt Not even about the problems I’d been dealt. I wish that somehow I could turn back time And then maybe everything would be fine. Maybe if I would’ve thought twice I wouldn’t be sitting here rolling my dice. I’m sick and tired of always messing up That saying I’m sorry just isn’t enough. I think the world would be a lot better place If I quit now and dropped out of this race. Quitting is my only way out Winning is what it’s always been about. I’m not a winner, and I doubt I’ll ever be Someone important, not even me. I’m tired of dealing with myself And I don’t think a shrink could even help. I hate myself and that’s that You can’t change my mind there’s no turning back. It’s gone too far and I’ve been hurt No one can help I feel like dirt. Why does it have to end so tragically Everything’s my fault why can’t you see?