I wallowed in shit for too long, now it's hard to clean up. The stain is stuck firmly and may never be washed off. My sight has been blinded by the dirt all around me, making it hard to get out of this slump. I can no longer afford to stay in this condition for I have lagged so far behind and life has outrun me and is no longer within reach. I can no longer fix this up, my only option is to find a way to escape.
In every step I take, shit trails behind me...
Wherever I go, the stench follows...
I walk in shame, carrying my past.
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