Does this really mean that my whole life is greater than me
Should I try the bright side or is it time to realize
All that is there for me I have except for pride
When something's not going right
I feel I must put up a fight
Within myself no one else lies
But every time I do a little piece of me dies
Does this really mean that my whole life is greater than me
Try to hide
Too weak and shy
Happiness is hard to synthesize
Sympathize with your' sense of pride
Feeling somewhat hypnotized
So I stand by
Safely I abide
Searching for the things on my mind
I get knocked back when I try to rise
Stuck on this rather mundane ride
Should I take it that this lonely life is as great as can be
Might as well make he best of it It's the only one for me.