What’s Wrong With Me, God?

I look around, the world’s alive tonight

Laughter and lights, everything feels so right

People with their friends, smiling like they belong

And I’m on the outside, everything feels wrong

I try to talk, but my words feel flat

Every smile they give me is polite, no more than that

Girls laughing with the boys, sparks in the air

And I stand here wondering if they even care

What’s wrong with me, God? Tell me I’m not blind

I’m searching for a place, but it’s like I can’t find

Why am I the weird one, the one who’s always apart?

I’m not choosing this, I’m just carrying my heart

What’s wrong with me, God? What am I supposed to be?

A stranger in my own skin, just trying to be free

I drive the streets where the neon lights glow

Hoping for someone who might even know

That inside this quiet, there’s a storm that rages

A heart that’s screaming behind locked doors and cages

I see them together, smiling, having fun

And I wonder if I’m cursed, or just the lonely one

I try to fit, I try to blend

But every attempt feels like it’s the end

What’s wrong with me, God? Tell me I’m not blind

I’m searching for a place, but it’s like I can’t find

Why am I the weird one, the one who’s always apart?

I’m not choosing this, I’m just carrying my heart

What’s wrong with me, God? What am I supposed to be?

A stranger in my own skin, just trying to be free

I watch the laughter from a corner seat

Every joke they share feels like a repeat

I want to join in, I want to belong

But I’m dancing alone to a broken song

Sometimes I wonder if it’s me or the world

Or just the way fate left my heart unfurled

I’m tired of pretending, tired of trying

Tired of seeing happiness while I keep sighing

What’s wrong with me, God? Tell me I’m not blind

I’m searching for a place, but it’s like I can’t find

Why am I the weird one, the one who’s always apart?

I’m not choosing this, I’m just carrying my heart

What’s wrong with me, God? What am I supposed to be?

A stranger in my own skin, just trying to be free

Maybe someday I’ll meet someone who sees

Past the awkward words, the uneasy pleas

Maybe someday I’ll find my song

A place where I finally belong

Until that day, I walk alone

Through empty streets, through the unknown

I’m learning slowly that it’s alright

To be me, even in the quiet night

What’s wrong with me, God? Tell me I’m not blind

I’m searching for a place, but it’s like I can’t find

Why am I the weird one, the one who’s always apart?

I’m not choosing this, I’m just carrying my heart

What’s wrong with me, God? What am I supposed to be?

A stranger in my own skin, just trying to be free