I've come to a corner

I can't do this anymore. Things have got to complicated. I don't like what i've become. I've become a munipulative asshole, a whining piece of shit, more unhealthy than ever, and worst of all one of those people who destroys themselves over a girl. I used to constantly over emphasize the good so that i put off a good apearence and now i'm just lonely and broken. I liked it better when i didn't care. I still have no regrets for anything i've done. If i went back i'd do it all agian. I hate this place yet i don't move. why?Because by not doing anything, i can't regret doing anything.

Fumbling his confidence
And wond'ring why the world has passed him by
Hoping that he's meant for more than arguments
And failed attempts to fly-Switchfoot