Is it me?
Or do things feel never-ending
Good, bad or in between
When?
When do things start changing?
Will I ever be happy?
Am I?
Am I the one who's at fault here?
The one who can't be pleased
Do You?
Do you see that I am drowning
In what I hope to be?
Maybe.
Maybe I'm just weak
Unhappy for nothing.
Maybe.
But all this nothing has some weight
Someone take it off of me.
Please.
