Those nights where you're laying awake in bed.
Staring up at the ceiling in the dark.
And you're thoughts begin to fill with dread.
That's when you're mind becomes one big question mark.

                What could I have done better?
      Who did I pass up?
           When did I get so bitter?
                       How did I become so ******?
              Where do I find the error?
Why does it feel like I am not enough?