why do i feel the way i do
mad at the world all day through
everydays the same
trouble expressing my pain
i think im goin insane
fighting and yelling
its not me got me wanderin
who i used to be
who is this under the skin
where has this person been
i rally wanna run away
and just get through this stupid day
when i get home ill sleep it away
try to wake up not so grey
why cant things be done the easy way
better people...make better days
just when you think its figured out
your whole world flips upside down
headaches that wont go away
at work or at play they come everyday
im like a walking time bomb
ready to explode
when will i, i dont even know
i just wanna know why
inside i feel like ive died
if i had one wish
it would be to somehow set my soul free
and find the true inner me
by. heather dattoli
