Self Defeating Trend

The fool I am and will always be

Just too deep inside me

Illusion of love that will set you free

Paying the price for being risky,

Paying the price for doing it again

Only human needing a lover and a friend

As though heaven would open up to send

Some angel to end this self defeating trend,

Can't even look in the mirror anymore

At all the failures still bruised and sore

The fool I am still asking for more

A rabbit hole search coming through that door,

Nonexistent angel to pick me up off the floor

Shopping at the fool's heartache store

Seems this is all this fool is good for

This endless quest of a broken life's tour.