Always competing, but never measuring up.
What's inside this burning cup?
I try, I try, but still I fail.
When will I finally prevail?
Why can't I just be happy with what I have,
and not constantly wish, and hope, and crave?
Is there something my heart understands;
why must I have never ending demands?
I know nothing, so what can I say?
I am just another ripple in an ocean wave.
I may look normal, but inside my head spins.
All I want is to hold hands,
and to be happy in then end.