"Living on the outside, living on the end

Living in pain, living in my head

I'm an outsider to the earth

I don't know what I'm worth

Why am I here and what is my purpose?

I may seem happy, I may seem perfect

But you don't know what's lurking beneath the surface

I'm trying my very best, you know I am

But I make mistakes, I'm just human

And I'm so exhausted from playing the victim

But what can I do and how can I quit?

I continue people watching and pondering

Seeing the amazing lives they are living

Wishing upon stars in the dead of night

That we can switch lives

That someday things will be alright

My elders claim it will all work out in the end

Everything falls into place, no matter what

You're young and still quite dumb, but life is your friend

All I can say is that I really hope they're right

Cause I thought I'd have it all figured out by this age

And I was wrong, I'm still out of sight

Maybe one day I'll figure it out

The key, the secret that everyone but me seems to be in on

But for now, I'll stay on another route

I'll be stuck on a different ride

I'll be stuck living on the outside."

[To my future self: It's okay to not have everything figured out in life]