Save me from myself

Save me from myself
my pitiful and wretched self
my loathsome self doubting self
swoop down from heaven and rescue me
Cause even a man needs a rescue now and again
if only from himself
his alter ego self
not so so feeling himself self
the side of him that’s miserable with himself
loves to to bet against himself, call him Pete Rose

Feeling like a burnt out man waiting to rise out the ashes like the phoenix
Is there such thing as being your own number one hater?
What is It I have against myself?
What I did I ever do to myself?
Besides not give myself a shot
not even a decent chance
like a little league team playing against the Yankees
That’s me, my own arch enemy

But then you walked into my world
and you placed my chin in your hand
my heart was in your pocket
my eyes resting in yours
my ego found shelter in your bosom.
Its like you birthed me
this new man
this improved man
this look at yourself in the mirror man
damn, it took a woman to find the man
that was wrestling to get outside me
the confident me
the I can do this me
The me that was supposed to be me
I found him when you rescued me.