Written by: Christie Moses

I can see into the future
Ashamed of what I see
That through the endless fighting
There are things I'll never be

You can see a thousand faces
That pass through every day
That look completely through you
In a devastating way

Why they never see me
I still don't understand
I never find success in things
And I'm broken where I stand

Confusion is so prevalent
In my understated life
And the deepness of my misery
Will cut me like a knife

Being so determined
Somehow i will survive
The numbness of my misery
It says I'm not alive

Where does this road lead too?
When will it ever end?
I'm a tree of fallen timber
For, I never learned to bend.