The Impossible Task of Feeling Complete

blue eyes oh they seem so easy to love white lies always seem so easy to brush under the rug myself and i we were born in a fiery rage not out of love oh why oh why momma please listen something is missing i don’t feel the same in my skin i wake in the evening and sleep through the morning i feel as though i’ll never win was it the tv who raised me to go slightly crazy the words i would hear every day the books i was reading taught me that feeling this way is ok dear god if i asked for blessing would you send it on my way cause applause ignites a strange feeling and it doesn’t seem to fade mark my words i will find a way to feel complete do whatever it takes i will drink every drink i will walk every road i will find another me and i will fall in love momma please listen something is missing i don’t feel the same in my skin i wake in the evening and sleep through the morning i feel as though i’ll never win was it the tv who raised me to go slightly crazy the words i would hear every day the books i was reading taught me that feeling this way is ok