Broken Glass
Walking on broken glass
Treading on eggshells
Travelling the same old path
With you
There's too much on my mind
I'm living in Hell
I wish I could turn back time
It's true
Many monkeys on my back
Someone tried to move the goal post
There's too much, I can't keep track
Faded blue just like a sombre ghost
Really wish you understood
I'm barely getting by with you here
Terrified that I'm no good
Insecurities and fear
Writer/s: Daniel Bailey-Graham