Driving 90 miles down the highway at 3am on a Tuesday Night Hair flying in the backseat radio blasting at 30 the future is bleak And the past is dreary 18 years old almost on the edge of 19 Emotions seem unbearable and other times weak Nothing is ever alright I just sit in my room and imagine myself grown over night I cant pretend the future isn’t scary id be lying if I said that I act a 1000 years my age no one understands that I don’t know my purpose The search might take my lifetime What happens when the lights go out ? Am I in heaven ? Am I alright ? To say I have worries is way over my head, anxiety creeps in while I’m laying in bed Is it wrong to think I’m meant for more than this life ? Think positive think positive I’m trying cant you see ! The more I think positive the more unfortunate I believe