Admit

Need some solid ground, can’t afford the cement The view is a bit blurry, need to defragment Write it all down, and be sure to document Everything is out of place, I need to find a better arrangement I’m sitting passenger but the driver is absent No time to react, need to circumvent Stop looking into the past to understand the present Grab the wheel before there’s an accident Spinning out of control, it’s too late I dreamt this to be my fate Thoughts I can’t keep straight Making it hard to concentrate I self-sabotage and deprecate While trying to communicate Waiting for it all to escalate Knowing traps are waiting to detonate I turned to alchemy when nothing else fit Now I've learned to live with it I don't think I can ever quit That's what I have to admit