Isolation, all alone
But still souronded by the ones I love
Inspiration, I think of home
Remember the humiliation by the one's I've loved
Disapointment, nothing new
Some things you never get used
Disapointment, so are you
With me there's nothing else to do
I'm back where I started
Will I still be angry
Will I still be depressed
Will you remember me at all
Will I still be me
Just a loser
Will you remember me at all?
What am I to you
Vanity
Unhappiness
Can you tell me what to do
Is this the end?
...where I started.
Out Of Touch
Out of touch.
How could you ever know.
You won't take steps unless someone tells you so
Belittle our efforts
I don?t care about what you think or what you say