[Bibliophile]

Oh, I can't change what's done is done but I can tell you this
Not a day goes by that I don't curse myself and all my sins
And I need you to hold on to while this part of me is dying
Though I haven't kicked the demons that haunt me

I'm trying, I'm trying

She sat down on the floor and said, I wish I was stronger
Right now I feel as fragile as glass
And I want to believe you, believe what's held you, has freed you
And I hate these doubts that keep on coming back