Again

It's like a stain

Even after you wash it -  

It's there

But it's not the same

Maybe it's the rain

Either way, the planets have aligned 

Or whatever
To keep me sane

Maybe It's the pain

Though, I've never been too good 

At figuring out why
I'm always to blame

Maybe I shouldn't complain

But, dammit, it's like you cant get ahead
Because everything stays the same

Maybe I'll give up again.