I was always known to be depress
I walk about feeling dejected
By my family I was always rejected
Making me live a life I always regretted
All these feelings I was tired and ready to get rid of
To find the meaning of life I went in search of
But who will help me get rid of these pains?
I want an answer so plain
My peers seem to be clueless about my quest
To my teachers this seems to be a difficult request
I want to know why my life is so different
Why can’t I live a life so pleasant?
I walked away with tears in my eyes
That feeling crept back into me again
The feeling of depression and rejection
What exactly is the meaning of life?
Oh how I really want to know who I am
Am I really what people think I am?
I want to know who I am
Who I really am.
source: peot Sandra