Sad Situation

Another sad situation
A fallacy that I've created
Thinking about my past I hate it
Cause I turn every situation into
Something that's not right
Something to keep me up all night
Something to lie with
Something to die with over time
And all of these people that I meet
They all mean so much to me
But then I love them
And I leave them
And hit repeat

It's untraditional
More like unconventional
Analytical
Surely unsustainable
I can't be free

I can't even think about passing time
I think about heaven at the end of mine
I know you have your reasons, got your rhymes
Just know I'll see you in another life
And there we'll sit down and we'll talk about all of those things we never said out loud
And I'll be happier and you'll be proud
I just want to see outside myself
It's untraditional
More like unconventional
Analytical
Surely unsustainable
I can't be free