In my mire.

When I am drowning in my troubles,
I'm not the friend I want to be.
I try to be there for you,
But end up talking me.
I want people to understand,
That I understand their pain,
But I get lost in my mire,
And it's poor old me, again.
Whilst you're drowning in your troubles,
And you need me to be a friend.
Just remember I am trying,
And I'll get there in the end.