As I think of life and reflect back,
I wonder if I’ll ever get on track.
Some days I’m up, some down,
And then I’m going ’round and ’round
I’m tired of worry and headaches from fret,
But wherever I’m going I’m not there yet
I’ve always wanted to be just me,
but it’s been hard to see
Through a past so heavy and hard to bear,
And all the pain I felt there
So, I live with the yesterdays of sorrow,
As I search for tomorrow.
Not knowing what I should do and be,
While I’m busy today just trying to be me.