I think we’ve been here before
You kick me when I’m on the floor
You kick me until I bleed
But maybe it’s what I need
I was always true
But I never knew the real you
I think we’ve been here before
You want something, but you’re not sure
How can somebody hope to know
The things you refuse to show
How can I hope to help
When you don’t even know yourself
I think I’ve been here before
Don’t want this cycle anymore
It’s nobody’s fault but mine
I can choose a better design
Calling in something more aligned
As I come to know myself in time
San Diego, California
Mike Margolies 