It's crazy to think that I could be so unhappy While surrounded by friends who love And family who will always be there for me. So why do I spend nights wide awake? Contemplating the time and the place That I would stage my escape Is there something wrong with me? Perhaps I seek a greater meaning? After all, there has go to be more to see Life can't be such a meaningless thing When there is so much to be enjoyed Yet I find that the darkness is lingering Always bringing me down I'm beginning to grow tired I feel my body has grown weak What if I just threw in the towel? Threw it on the ground and said **** it all? I can be my own person I can making my own meaning I am the creator of my destiny The master chef of my life recipe But still the question will remain On the darkest of days Am I happy? Or am I insane?