Obsolete-Saves the Day

Every day seems the same to me I sit around and think about how alone I feelThen I wind up rather enjoying loneliness Because it's the comfort of being sad Sometimes it feels so right And sometimes I'd like to be around No one for ten straight years But I know this feeling can't bring me places And I know I'm losing lots of ground But to keep up means to get up And why does it have to be The world keeps on changing while I just stay the same? I feel like being down doesn't mean enough to anyone, anymore And I guess the world has made emotion obsolete And I don't think I feel the same 'cause after all Who says what happy really means? Tonight I will redefine everything And tomorrow I will start in on my better days And so each their own definition of happiness But no one ever reaches it So I don't think, I'll breathe that way But happiness is when there's nowhere left to go Because in that state of mind there is no state of self So how was I supposed to know?