With two yellow roses in my bag
music in my ears and no one to nag
I lift myself up and look at the sun
trying to figure out why I smile at no one
Wondering when I will return that smile
this hurt has stayed with me for a while
This burden gets heavy for me to bear
hurting everyone, far or near
No feeling, no warmth, no happiness exist
there is all confusion, a thick mist
I beg you Thee, to help me sail through
the options are many, but days are few...
I am nice, I am bad
I am happy, I am sad
I am here, I am gone
I am right, I could be wrong...
I can smile, I can cry
I could see you just walk by
I can win, I could lose
I could fly high, if I choose...
I am the river, I am the sea
Its just tootough to be me
I am hated, I am loved too
I hate the dust, I love dew...
I wonder, I sleep, I run, I walk
I dream, I think, I write, I talk
I look at the sky, I question Thee
Why, is it so difficult to be me...
I am quiet, I am away
I might send no messge your way
Don't be disheartened, dont lose hope
My life, my friend, is all up slope...
I want to be the bird flying high
I want to be the baby who smiled just passing by
Their is but a long way to go
My tears are frozen, my feelings don't show...
I am confused, I am hurt
I've faced a lot and their's more dirt
I might be drowning but, I will learn
I'll forget it all and I will return...
