How do you think it feels; never being good enough?
What do you thinks it's like to never find your place?

Going through endless torment only to become broken.
I can't even remember the last smile on my face.

How do you think I'm coping with the weight that's on my shoulders?
Why are you surprised when I struggle to stand?

I start to fall and cry and cannot see the horizon,
But why then is it my sanity that your anger demands?

How am I supposed to feel when alone and unwanted?
Wheres the place to go when no where feels like home?

I feel like I'm drowning and cannot scream for guidance.
When will life fall in to place and all the seeds be sewn?

I flick through so many stories; misplaced trust in happy endings.
How am I supposed to find the one that is for me?

To be loved and to be wanted is all that I ask for.
I want to find my peace, but a way out I cannot see.