Only being me

just when you think you can trust someone,  your let down. 
Seems no matter how many times you circle the world ,
You still wake up in the same fucked up town.
Trying to not walk down life's lonely road, 
I made a right but there was nothing left, 
I rebounded back to that beaten path,
Except this time I'm not moving so fast. 
Something different everyday, 
Little by little it's killing me that I'm this way. 
Trying to do the best I can no matter what I do I can't move, 
I'm buried deep in quick sand. 
I wish my habit wasn't always to hide, 
I wish I grew up feeling right inside. 
Nothing and everything to disagree, 
I guess when I look back in the mirror, 
I'm only being me...
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