(Ehgghh) this human perspective,

So shallow and selective

Suddenly subjected to going through an interjected outsiders point of view

Realizing that I’m visualizing my life from what I’ve gone through

Instead of what I’ve got ahead of me

Based on an enmity towards myself

How I love to hate me because I’ve got nothing else going for me

Love the lies because I don’t understand the truth

I’ve got a hard time believing anyone seeing anything good

I’d like to if I could…….

                            But I can’t…..

So I gotta let go of what I THINK I know

                                         gotta let go…..

                                                            gotta let go……

Caught up in the flow of the winds of change

Left out here on the open range…..of my existence

Wasting my time doing a little dance in my underpants

Trying to act like I’m something great…..but look at me

…I’m in my freaking underpants…..alone…..on the open range of my existence

All around is my past and my future

Behind me is what I already know…….Before me is the unfamiliar

But the problem is that I can’t decide which direction to go

It seems obvious to the onlooker, but it isn’t to me

Because I so seldom see my life from the me I hope to be.