Are you happy with yourself?
When you wake up do you feel like something is out of place?
Is your house always a mess?
Do you wish you could just quit everything and get some rest?
Do you feel ashamed?
Or are you telling yourself that's how you should feel?
Are the days just one big blur?
Am I talking out loud? I can't tell when it's real.
I forgive myself for holding on for far too long to these regrets and self doubt.
And I'm okay with being wrong.
I know it's been a while, but I'm getting it together.
And it's a damn good thing, because we're all so short on time.
And I know there's more like me out there.
I hope this reaches you through four lines and a rhyme.
I forgive myself for holding on for far too long to these regrets and self doubt.
And I'm okay with being wrong.
I forgive myself for holding on for far too long to these regrets and self doubt.
There's nothing wrong with being wrong.
So breathe in and breathe out.
Who cares if you feel behind?
And who said life has a schedule?
If you're alive, you're doing fine.