Where Am I Going?

Where am I going and what will I find? Will it only be more of the same? Just some new fascination that fades over time And it leaves me to start again And why does it seem that for everyone else It's so easy to love and be loved? Am I aiming too high or expecting too much? Is this how it will always be? And why can't I feel something deeper? Why can't it be something more? Why can't I ever find someone? And when will I Stop chasing things I can't have? Must I always my mistakes? Would it kill me to say that I'm losing my way And that maybe I need to change? And why can't I feel something deeper? Why can't it be something more? And what if I never find someone? What if I Never find Love?