I was trying to help others instead of helping myself and spent all of my time caring about everyone else.
I was broken inside and just praying to recover but now I know an empty cup can never fill another.
My vision, my quest and my every desire stands above all else in this stoic empire.
I am the emperor of a modern Triple Alliance between freedom and love and bittersweet defiance.
When I looked into the mirror I started to see that I have become everything I never wanted to be;
On a never ending path of destruction and pain—using cutting, drugs and alcohol just to keep sane.
Now that I know exactly where I went wrong I’ll back track my steps to find out just where I belong.
Rewind back to when answers to questions were found and innocence was a word I couldn’t pronounce.
Let’s start everything over and this time do it right—give it every ounce of strength to know that I tried.
Although I know an empty cup could never fill another, my cup’s been half empty so pour me another.
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