Ahh, how influential things can be. After watching The Wedding Singer and going for a walk Christmas Eve, the old noodle was allowing for a bit of self pity and wondering. And here is the result! :P
Sometimes I wonder where it all went wrong
What it is that generates this feeling that I do not belong
Can I truly be the result of the environment of my upbringing?
Is that primarily what shapes our way of thinking?
I lie awake at night always wondering so
Life is a puzzle when you don’t fit the status quo
When even your friends seem remote and distant
No matter what I try this feeling is persistant
Some days I just want to loose my self in feeling
Of being a part of something and belonging
An ocean of purpose, of feeling at home
But I guess this is what you want when you are all alone.
And it’s not your pitty I want or understanding
Just for this to go away and not keep expanding
I can tell them everything and it doesn’t seem they understand
Am I doomed to be a bitter and remorseful man?