That I'll be too tired to think that I'm really lonely inside
What the hell am I doing.
I'm giving everything I've got
God knows I know it's not a lot
I'm headed somewhere but I don't know where just yet
It will make me happy, I'm sure. But I don't think I'll feel whole again and that's okay.
What matters is I want to make people happy. As much as I can, I will try my best to do so.
I'd like to think that I will be okay. Someday. But I don't think I will be.
And it's okay.