I woke up feeling discontent, weak, scared, incompetent Too afraid to move ahead, a voice screamed in my head, what I thought of myself was true, and that it must **** to be you I've been down that road before, it took me down, right to the floor I stayed there & groveled about trying to figure my ****** life out Every time I feel I'm doing my best, life throws me yet another test Those voices are right, you see, it does **** to be me