I hate that I feel this way,
Where nothing is ever good enough.
I have more than many would ever ask for
But I am far from satisfied.
I look forward to time away, and even more so to time alone.
I miss the freedoms of setting my own expectations.
My morals aren't right, but that's fine with me
Finding another that shares them,
Might set me free.

The way you reach into the sun is almost unfair,
Stretching towards an unobtainable trophy,
Its beauty is something to which only you could compare,
And to further you can't even know me,
On the ground I stand and look up to you, all colored and tall into the sky
A savior to me, in the shade that you cast, without I wouldnt survive.

I feel strangled by the sound
Of the wind and the breeze
Cause I feel deep inside
I can never be as free
To roam the Earth
Over the land
Through the sky
And the sea
Wouldn't it be lucky
If I could only breathe
A part of what's inside me
Knows I'll never be
A part of something bigger
That of which I'll never see
For all the ways I've tried
To open up my eyes
It gets a little difficult
When there's no air inside.