Dead End.

When nothing's going your kinda right
Its hard to see anything but wrong
Its hard to stay strong
Don't even ask me about lasting long
Or singing sweet songs

Like a sweet melody
Each note hitting your ear
Giving you a feeling like there is no
care in the world and
there ain't a thing to worry about and
yeah...

Whatever,
That's all a collage
Of shoulda-woulda-couldas
and maybe-if-i-just-said-that-one-thing
twisted views of the 20-20 hindsight
Makes me want to give up the fight

To be a better me.

So where's the right I'm not seeing?
They tell me it's God's plan
But all God is giving me are dead ends....