It's one thing to say I'll be better
And quite another to actually do it
I was once an uncontrolled pathological liar
Who manipulated people for attention
And yes, I was young, and I was still learning how to be a part of this world
But it's never been okay to do those things
And for years, my greatest fear has been that maybe some part of me still is that person
I don't expect forgiveness, and I don't expect your pity
There are plenty of good folks who are far more deserving of both
More than anything, I wish for peace
A way to move past the internal turmoil I've dealt with all my life
But maybe that will always be just a little bit beyond my reach
The more I think about it, the more I believe that there will never be an easy answer for me
No divine truths, no comfortable revelations of the self
I'm always going to be the guy that hurts today and loves tomorrow
And maybe the only one who can decide whether I'm good or not
Is you
So whatever judgement you make of me, know that I accept it
Because maybe this journey never ends
And that's okay