Stickerbrush Sympathy

I'm reminded of the somber years

Especially last summer, where a knot appeared

In every rope of all I was involved with, yeah

Desires were demolished and my thoughts were never positive

While problems were resolved without involving any common sense

Pandemonium grew, bitterness ensued

While living with the want of getting out of town when I knew

It wasn't the smartest direction I could choose

It just didn't seem practical, but then soon

I felt forgotten and depressed

And couldn't conquer all this stress

That resulted from remembering

Why I was there

My purpose seemed so pathetic

I was searching everywhere

To feel like I belonged

When I thought nobody cared

But hold on, hold up, wait a minute

Can I conquer these negative thoughts when my reality hasn't improved a lot?

I guess when I think about it I seem to surround

My doubts around excuses when I should be moving on and

Today I'm changing this pattern

I know I'm capable of greatness

Even if you doubt that I'll make it

Out of my current situation

I won't let go of all the dreams

I have because of a few problems

It's frustrating how

These doubts seem to weigh me down

So I'm standing up to them now

I'll muster up the strength

Somehow, I'll let go of my mistakes

I used to chase "true love", but it once never occurred to me

That it wasn't the key to fulfill any insecurity

A person can't fully supply love 'cause we are imperfect

And wired to need each other, sometimes that idea worries me

Cause all I seem to chase is someone else's recognition

As if that certain somebody would affirm my existence

Then I could finally be happy, but what does this entail?

Relying on words when they inevitably will fail

And I cannot remember

What confidence once looked like

My dreams are in the distance

When they used to be by my side

What society deems reality

Never feels satisfactory

I think we're meant for more than this

That desire is in our design

I won't let go of all the dreams

I have because of a few problems

It's frustrating how

These doubts seem to weigh me down

So I'm standing up to them now

I'll muster up the strength

Somehow, I'll let go of my mistakes

I'm tired of feeling abused

I've tried to forget what you

Have said and all it seems

Is to make me feel miserable

Am I still feeling abused?

I've tried to forget what you

Have said, but all you've done

Is said stuff that's so predictable