It wasn't meant to turn out like this:

I’m not supposed to be sat in the remnants of my life,

I’m not supposed to think of this as my swan song.

I’m not supposed to cry every time I get in the car,

Coz I’ve got time to think of all the things that went wrong.

I’m 26 and I have time to live, not sit here and dwell

On all the things I should have done and how to came to hell.

I’m not supposed to be looking through photos and cards,

I’m not supposed to be reading my diary from when I was 10.

I’m not supposed to be boxing up everything I own,

Even the good times look bad, everything from now till then.

I work hard and try my best and I never ever quit,

So why is it so hard to sleep, my head’s about to split.

I’m supposed to be happy in my job, I’ve worked so hard and long for,

I’m supposed to be with JP, we were in love and belonged together,

I’m supposed to have my own little house, I’ve saved my whole life for,

I’m not supposed to feel this vulnerable, when I’ve only been hit with a feather.

It seems so simple, so stupid and so small,

I really did think I could have it all.

This year I’ve lost the world I knew, all expectations I had are gone,

I really thought I did everything right, I thought I played the game.

With Mum, JP, now losing the flat, I’m back where I was years ago,

I thought I knew better and I’d learnt my lesson, clearly life didn’t think the same.

So now to start over and try to get it right, remember you’re over the worst bit,

Whatever happens now, it can’t get any lower, so shut up and get on with it!