The Impossible Task of Feeling Complete

blue eyes oh they seem so easy to love
white lies always seem so easy to brush under the rug
myself and i we were born in a fiery rage not out of love
oh why oh why
momma please listen
something is missing
i don’t feel the same in my skin
i wake in the evening
and sleep through the morning
i feel as though i’ll never win
was it the tv who raised me
to go slightly crazy
the words i would hear every day
the books i was reading
taught me that feeling this way is ok
dear god if i asked for blessing
would you send it on my way
cause applause ignites a strange feeling
and it doesn’t seem to fade
mark my words
i will find a way to feel complete
do whatever it takes
i will drink every drink
i will walk every road
i will find another me and i will fall in love
momma please listen
something is missing
i don’t feel the same in my skin
i wake in the evening
and sleep through the morning
i feel as though i’ll never win
was it the tv who raised me
to go slightly crazy
the words i would hear every day
the books i was reading
taught me that feeling this way is ok