Must we do this dance again?
Old habits die hard, they say
I often wonder how they knew me so well
It never ends, does it?
Falling into the same trap
Over and over and over
Like Timmy found the bottoms of wells and mine shafts
I find myself falling for the unobtainable
There’s no faithful friend coming to my rescue
Just the same old voice inside my head
Calling me out on my mistakes
It has plenty to say, though I rarely listen
Choosing instead to walk that familiar path
Right into a brick wall
