Sometimes i can't imagine any improvement,
feels like my motivation is leashed to a tree,
maybe if i find a way to calmly breathe,
i might just figure out a way to try,
sometimes i can't move my feet,
glued down to the concrete,
while everyone else slides right by,
i just stand glued to my pride,
sometimes i feel like i lost my way,
it seems there's trouble every day,
all my cries come whistling out,
you hear me whisper, i hear me shout,
sometimes i feel a million miles away,
when we're less then 10 miles away,
if i could just find what to say,
i'd be able to make this fine in my mind.