Wishing

There is trouble with in my soul, Feels like everyday I wake up I am losing control Just walking down the street seeing people smiling Makes me think they are happier then me And every time I look up in the sky There is just so many dark grey clouds That never pass me by, Seem like these storms are taking over my life, Ripping out happyness and bringing strife, This morning when I woke up I knew From the moment I poored that coffee in my cup Something was going to be wrong I started feeling emotional As I was trying to be strong, Just talking with you on the phone Brought back memories from when you had to leave It is so hard living life when I am all alone And wondering when you will be home Everyday I seem to get more emotional Wishing I had control of all the situations in my life Wishing I could feel the happyiness I see when I am walking down the street once again But everyday I look up and the storms just follow me From beginning to end But it looks like this wishing will never end