I'm on life's journey
With no guide
Besides for the one
That's hiding deep inside
My fortress of a mind
Maybe I'll find
The answers to the questions
That have not been kind
At the bottom of this bottle
So I'm going full throttle
Towards a life of hurt and sorrow
Chasing any possibility to throw away the pain
And now I'm left in the crosswalk while everyone else continues in the fast lane
How about we make a bet
It might get better yet
But of course that's a let down
And I continue to frown
As I'm painted as a clown
My thoughts are what's really loud
And I realize I'm no longer proud
Of who I am