If I could write out everything,

Maybe it would be something new to sing.  

The stories of the past weigh on me.

Never found anyone to share with me. 

Everyone wants me to solve their problems,

But what do I do about my problems.

Trying to write it out. 

The pain. 

Lost dreams. 

Unfulfilled hope. 

Small things. 

Embarrassed for you to know,

Everything I do is not in control. 

A lot of gut reactions,

Just so happens to turn out right for someone else. 

But for me, the gut reactions don’t work. 

Just endure day to day.  

Trying to write it out. 

The pain. 

Lost dreams. 

Unfulfilled hope. 

Small things. 

Never had a good day in my life. 

Moments of smiles since I was a child. 

People promising fake beliefs,

The disappointment turned me really mean. 

Now I cannot believe what people say. 

People just say shit to get you out the way. 

Trying to write it out. 

The pain. 

Lost dreams. 

Unfulfilled hope. 

Small things. 

Cannot spend my whole life in complaints. 

So I just keep the train moving,

Pretending day to day.

Making people believe everything is O.K..

Then I noticed ,

People just accept what they want to believe.

And what’s really going on will remain unseen.

Trying to write it out. 

The pain. 

Lost dreams. 

Unfulfilled hope. 

Small things.