I am not okay
I hate my thoughts, my mind ain’t alright,
It’s a freaking battle and i'm losing the fight.
I can’t change my past, or the mistakes that I've made,
Whenever I make progress, it all starts to fade.
My insecurities are bigger than me, they take over my mind,
I overthink everything, and I become blind..
Blind to reality, so I give into temptation,
but then i keep going because my kids are my motivation.
I get sidetracked so easily, I don't get things done,
I overwhelm myself, before I've even begun.
I have no agency, I can't choose anymore,
I'm a slave to my addiction, that keeps me wanting more.
It’s a never ending cycle, that i need to break,
I already know the steps that I need to take.
I just need the strength that only God can give,
I wanna keep trying, because I wanna live.
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