Sadness runs through my veins,
Fueled by memories of the past, a familiar pain,
What do I have to gain?
When I constantly reflect on bitter life with disdain.
I have no home, feeling alone.
Is this all I have? Sadness inside.
All I wanted was to be like them,
Happiness and a life full of friends,
And I'm sorry I can't meet these ends,
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry
But I'm more than this,
Love breaks the shackles of my self loathing...