Is there anywhere that I truly belong,
somewhere that I can be free?
I doubt it because I'd probably do it all wrong,
but don't think that will stop me.
With kids I've grown up with my entire life,
I just sit and watch from the outside and wish it wasn't so.
With the family that have raised me, and caused me so much strife,
I watch them like they're part of a show.
Friends that I've known since I was five,
don't really know me anymore.
Friends who I would once risk my life,
look at me like I'm from a different shore.
Family that I used to know my every move,
hardly even know my name.
Family that could get me out of even the deepest groove,
don't realize that nothing is the same.
Is there anywhere that I truly belong,
somewhere I can be free?
I doubt it because I'd probably do it all wrong,
but don't think that will stop me.