Seems like I am always in the way

Of who I am trying to obey

I need something to make me understand

I don't live when I live by my own hand



Is everyone staring holes in me

Sometimes I wish that me they could not see

Like a snowfall dropping down in June

I do what I know I should not do



All I want is to be free

I need so much less of me



All my problems exist and I still say

I believe in who only is the way