LOST AT 34

LOST AT 34

I’m lost at 34
Mistakes and missed connections long gone
But their ghosts still haunt me

Maybe I stick around because I like it
Maybe I stick around because it’s all I know
Maybe it’s just my fix

My last was my best in so many ways
And my worst in so many more
I could show you endless new pain behind these eyes

Every time I start to run, I slip and fall again
Missteps and misspoken words long forgotten
But their meaning still haunts me

Maybe I act tough to ward off my demons
Maybe I just don’t have anything left to give
Maybe I’m just not good enough