Broken Backpack Blues

I lost my backpack in the morning rush Now I’m walking light,

but my heart feels crushed

Empty straps on my shoulders,

still I run

I’m a fight to do anything,

not done

Everybody hates me, that’s what it seems

Hard to make friends when it breaks

my dreams

If I fall, I’ll stand up again

Even if no one calls me friend

My chest hurts, but I still move on

I lost my backpack,

but I won’t lose my name

I’m a fight to do anything,

I’ll take the blame

Everybody hates me, still I’ll sing my part

Hard to make friends,

but I won’t drop my heart (oh-oh)

I read the faces,

cold like rain

I try to smile,

but it hurts again

Heartbreak sitting right in my chest

Still I sprint, I won’t rest

Everybody hates me, but I’m still here

Hard to make friends,

still I face my fear (ahhhh)

I lost my backpack,

but I won’t lose my name

I’m a fight to do anything,

I’ll take the blame Everybody hates me,

still I’ll sing my part

Hard to make friends,

but I won’t drop my heart (oh-oh)

I lost my backpack… but I found my way (oh-oh)