The Way I Feel Inside

New York is the place to be
Where I lost and found my belief
There’s no way of telling
Of where I should be
Should I be here or there?
As I’m questioning myself
Upon this I had lost many
Some I gained back
While others were still gone
For the rest of my life
I don’t want to lose
Nor do I want to cry
But I know this is my life
While I sigh
There are some tough times
My times can be low
Or even high
But I know I got
The strength inside
To keep my head
Always lifted up high