Dogs

It's been almost three years and honestly not much has changed
I'm shrouded in rain but I've only myself to blame
Uncanny trepidation in the most average situation
A simple threat, to whisk me away

The people that I know
The people that I knew
They're all heading somewhere
But I'm still heading nowhere
I'm always searching for a way out
Cause I can't handle the stress
It's been almost three years and honestly some things have changed
Cloudy skies remain, my active mind's to blame
I promise I'm making progress
I'm always making progress