Maybe it was me, confused and blind to see
Maybe it was never meant to be the life for me
Inside I could tell, how far off my dreams fell
Inside it’s been hell the kind of rage I just can’t quell
Seeing is belief, belief in sight is real
Seeing is to see the unseen feelings that I feel
Eerily I know, not where the hell I go
Eerily I blaze a path devoid the slightest glow
Racing through a space, of ultimate disgrace
Racing time I’ve lost big dreams and plans I can’t replace
You might see the light, the truth as seen in me
You might be the one to notice all my misery
Misery. Do you see me now?
