why is happiness so hard to catch

why are our hearts so hard to match

why do you cry when things dont go your way

why are you happy when someone's there to stay

why do you lay in bed and think all night

why do you fight for something with all your might

why is it that even with company you always feel alone

why do you always look for something to call your own

things in life just seem unfair

never feeling like anyone's really there

like a real friend is too good to be true

and being in love never happens to you

wondering if anyone has walked on your path

always feeling like the target of everyones wrath

looking to strangers to turn your life around

because when you look to your friends, they dont make a sound

feeling judged and not good enough for everyone you meet

pleasing others constantly, you'll be the last one to eat

this is your life, the life you were given

but no one ever really feels as if they're living

you wanna be happy you'll pay any toll

but happy just doesn't cut it, i wanna feel whole