Mother loves me still despite
My failing health and lack of drive.
Shame on me, I could be so much better than I am.

Songs unfinished, post unopened,
Clothes unwashed and vows now broken.
Shame on me, I could be so much better than I am.

If I could just relax, then I could admit
That I don’t know what I want, but this is not it.
If I could just recall the dreams I had as a kid,
If I could just relax, if I could let my guard slip,
I’d be such a winner.