I've seen the best and seen the worst,
but it occurs to me I might be cursed.
I've had good times and bad,
I've been happy and I've been sad,
but mostly the latter,
(not that it matters).
I've become strong within myself
without the little pills on the shelf.
I don't need anyone but me,
to see what I need to see.
I may be lonely, and I may be sad,
but I'm myself, and for that I'm glad