I'm not sure where I belong
Nowhere's home and I'm all wrong
Have you ever felt like a memory?
like you've drifted off in the woods
so deep, that your mind
can't find your soul?
And when I'm on the broken back
of dreams, the world is like a face I don't
want to see ever again
because it brings too much
of what-ifs and maybes when I glance at
the scars I've left behind.