• Why is my life like this,
    Filled with strife and not bliss.
    Why do I sit in denial,
    When all the while
    I should be getting rid of this.
    Not my life, but the cause of this.

    Why is my life like this,
    Filled with strife and not bliss.
    I have heavy thoughts in my head,
    They are in shades of red.
    I should be getting rid of this.
    Not my life, but the cause of this.

    Why is my life like this,
    Filled with strife and not bliss.
    Why can't I find my dove,
    My one true love.
    I should be getting rid of this.
    Not my life, but the cause of this.

    Why is my life like this,
    Filled with strife and not bliss.
    My life is no longer in color, only in shades of black and white.
    How can I get rid of this cursed bite?
    I should be getting rid of this.
    Not my life, but the cause of this.