Sometimes I feel lost spinning out of control
I keep trying to pick up the pieces make myself whole
But the pieces don't fit the way they use to
I don't even think I have enough glue
But I keep moving forward, keep pushing on
Even when all my strength is long gone
Some of the time things work out
But you have to hold on and keep out the doubt
To believe in ones self can be quite a struggle
Especially when there is to much to juggle
But to give in and lose all hope
Only left me feeling like a mop
Again I have to push and be stronger
Just fighting to hold on a little longer
I know there is a way to escape this place
That some day I'll win the race