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
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