There are days when I give up on my plans
People facing me with all their demands
and it is just too much pressure
That they put on me
and there are days wehn I am down
Feeling so broken and low
Unsure what the real problem is
I don't have a clue
Somedays are so empty
That I would rather sleep it through
It is hard to find worth in the day
When no one is there beside you
Sometimes I am so negative
That all I can do is doubt
Wondering where the end is
Contemplating if I would ever make it out
There are those days sometimes
When I give up on my plans
Too many people wanting something
So much pressure in all their demands