Why do things always turn out wrong?
Fumbling through life like I don't belong...
My brother committed suicide...
It tore my family up inside.
We all still have the effects of that day
Why couldn't there have been another way??
Then to find the one who for thirty years helped me get by,
Wasn't really my father at all, just a lie...
My sister and all that I thought were my brothers
Were only half-related and now I have others..
I'll never meet them for I refuse to hurt my Dad,
But why do things always turn out so bad??
Shortly after that, depression set in...
It's a fight I'm hoping to win...
Some days are awful, like this, and some are better..
We all have storms that we have to weather
And Love? Wow...just don't get me started...
There have been a few, but we've always parted
I haven't been sufficient enough to be the one for forever
I'm starting to think there'll be no one with whom to share forever.
Now I know I'm feeling sorry for myself when I cry,
But my attitude is becoming, God, why even try?
I used to be so optimistic and outgoing...so much fun to be around
But I don't even like myself most days now, is what I've found.
Well think of me what you will, now that I'm so sad and down
I may not always be uplifting, but If you need me I'll be around.
