Half-Hearted

My heart is beating though at times I find it hard to believe.
I'm not who I used to be, but the more I change the more I stay the same.
Now I'm just trying to decide whether I'm better off.
If I have any regrets
I think I do

There's something wrong, but I can't focus on it, just another brick in the wall.
It's beyond control, or maybe I just want it to be, at least give me something to mourn.
The status quo, is it mine?

My heart is beating in time with what I once knew to be false.
Old promises I made myself are too easily forgotten now.
What I'm desperate for is any distinction between myself and my enviroment.
I swear most of the time it feels like we are one and the same.