Sometimes i wonder...
If the things i want are things i need
If these glasses really help me to see
If there was ever a need for a king and a queen
What its gonna take for my insides to beam
Most days I ask...
Am I considering all sides of the situation?
Am i the Frankenstein of this creation?
Could this be blamed on my medication?
Why am i filled with such frustration?
But typically I'm just left feeling...
Like the push and pull is uneven
Like someone is always leaving
Like its too broken to recieve again
Like theres gotta be something I can believe in.