I am trying to be a better man

But you make me who I am

Letting go of your hand

We are in the past I cannot pretend

Let you go

It has been months planning to

But this time I am on the loose

Loving that you are showing sides you have not shown

But it is too late I’m already gone

The more you run in circles

Is the more I run into your obstacles

Had to leave you stranded

Now you have to figure out the pattern

I have my own problems

I cannot save you

So that makes me not to be a better man?