I made a mistake
I’ll admit that much
I’m the one to blame.
I’m the person at fault.

I should have listened to that little voice of reason.
My mother, sitting on my shoulder,
My ever-present Angel,
Whispering to me the directions down the Path of Goodness,

I know I’m making a flood out of a water droplet
Its not as big of a deal as I really think
But to me, it is.
I wish I had listened while I still had a chance.
‘Cuz there’s no backing out of it now.

The clones say, “It might just be a phase. You never know.”
They’re right. I don’t know.
I don’t know why I do the stupid things I do.
For all I can try, I can’t fool my mind into believing
The lies I’ve fed it to stop the pain.

Like an overbused antidote, I’m addicted now
And the chain of deceit grows longer.