Too Late

Tell me is it too late to change And don't say that I'm trapped in my old ways I've been going through some mood swings today So don't bother to ask if I'm okay Food stains on my sweater, what do you think Been running low on gas in my fuel tank Mood grey as the weather when it do rain Feel like I've been lacking the passion to do things, oh Stuck in my cocoon, I'm consumed by the feeling That I'm running out of room, like i can't breathe Like I need to bloom and escape from this place that I'm trapped in Flapping my wings as the butterfly I can be Tell me in this metaphor, can I morph to a new me to leave behind Any regrets that'll beset me, I'm not defined by my past right I know that I'm a sad sight, didn't get a wink of sleep last night Thinking bout all the mistakes that I've made that I'll take to my grave If I stay in this place where i lack light Can't quite figure out how to escape from my chrysalis At war, like a sweepstakes never winning this Battle of betterment, fighting the sadness and bitterness Developed from the habits I've settled in I wish I wasn't introverted I wish that I would talk more, wish I wasn't awkward I wish I didn't end up hurting All the people who I'm close to, who I've been acting cold to I promise that it's inadvertent I wish that I could show you, the struggle that I go through I need you to give me courage Yeah I need you to help me, I need you to tell me Tell me is it too late to change And don't say that I'm trapped in my old ways I've been going through some mood swings today So don't bother to ask if I'm okay Food stains on my sweater, what do you think Been running low on gas in my fuel tank Mood grey as the weather when it do rain Feel like I've been lacking the passion to do things, oh