Who I Am Hates Who I’ve Been

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I watched the proverbial sunrise coming up over the Pacific and
you might think I'm losing my mind, but I will shy away from the specifics...
'cause I don't want you to know where I am
'cause then you'll see my heart in the saddest state it's ever been.
This is no place to try and live my life.

Stop right there. That's exactly where I lost it. See that line.
Well I never should have crossed it. Stop right there.
Well I never should have said that.
It's the very moment that I wish that I could take back.

I'm sorry for the person I became.
I'm sorry that it took so long for me to change.
I'm ready to be sure I never become that way again
'cause who I am hates who I've been.
Who I am hates who I've been.

I talk to absolutely no one. Couldn't keep to myself enough.
And the things bottled inside have finally begun
To create so much pressure that I'll soon blow up.

I heard the reverberating footsteps synching up to the beating of my heart,
And I was positive that unless I got myself together
I would watch me fall apart.
And I can't let that happen again
'cause then you'll see my heart in the saddest state it's ever been.
This is no place to try and live my life.

Who I am hates who I've been.
And who I am will take the second chance you gave me.
Who I am hates who I've been 'cause who I've been only ever made me...

So sorry for the person I became.
So sorry that it took so long for me to change.
I'm ready to be sure I never become that way again
'cause who I am hates who I've been.
Who I am hates who I've been.

Thanks to Relient K for articulating my heart.

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