I haven't been able to be who I want.
I'm all messed up. Can't seem to focus, get on track
All I do is keep looking back.
I've came a long way, and went no where.
Seems like I don't, but I do care.
I don't cry a lot anymore. I don't need any pity
Its just my life has turned out real gritty.
I won't give up, there's no way that's a fact.
I'm destined for greater things.
I have to believe that.