The pain running down my face
I think I may be losing the race
I don’t know where to turn, where to run
Someone said I’m supposed to have fun
But I feel like I’m pushing through paste
Afraid that all my effort’s a waste
I wish it were easy, I do
I wish I knew just what to do…
But there is no map I can see
No sideline supporter cheering for me
Or are they there and I’m stupidly blind?
Is it here, yet I’m still looking to find?
I thought if I figured out what it meant
I’d live happy, strong, and content
I wish it were easy, I do
I wish I knew just what to do…
I heard it’s the journey that counts
But my journey is just filled with doubts
Time makes you wise when you’ve learned
How little you knew when youth burned
And you threw it away in a rush
Believing it would stay fragrant and lush
Oh, I wish it were easy, I do
I wish I knew just what to do…
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