I wish I never entered... into a place full of insecurties.
I read some things I wish I never read.
I start asking myself for the millionth time, do you really or do you think you just do?
You say you really do.
I start doubting you.

I let go of my past.
You said you let go of yours.
In a way, I still can't quite believe you.
I want to.
I'm trying to.

Sometimes words just isn't enough.
It's amazing how the mind works.
It plays tricks with you,
It goes against you at times.
Or are you just making them up?
Making them seem so real and,
Obviously you have been lying to yourself and me.

Goodbye.
Bernz