I thought it wouldn’t hurt as much
If I jumped back in the game.
I thought that maybe if I worked too much
I wouldn’t feel the pain.

I thought if I ran as fast as I could
I would be able escape my past
But it turns out that it can sprint too
And it sprints just as fast.

I thought maybe if I played pretend
Someday it would become real.
But it turns acting hits harder in the end
And adds to the pain I already feel.

I always thought I’d be strong
And I’d know exactly what to do.
But it turns out I was extremely wrong
And I can’t deny the truth.

I used to think if I did it again, I would finally be pure
But then reality slapped in the face
And now I’m not so sure.