I woke up feeling discontent,
weak, scared, incompetent
Too afraid to move ahead,
a voice screamed in my
head,
what I thought of myself was
true,
and that it must **** to be you
I've been down that road before,
it took me down, right to the floor
I stayed there & groveled about
trying to figure my ****** life out
Every time I feel I'm doing my best,
life throws me yet another test
Those voices are right, you see,
it does **** to be me