Moving forward, standing still.
Looking at the progress, rationally.
More money, more friends, fewer breakdown, no more cuts
Less crying, therapy, healthier use of alcohol and drugs
Steady relationship, no sex abuse, cleaner place and longer love
Broken people left behind, lower highs and higher lows
All is better, i can see. As I'd see it on a screen.
All alone, watching me.
The most boring movie ever been.
Doing better, but I can't feel.
The one watching's still the same old me.














