Point Of Recognition

Been through hell and back you'd think I'd know where I'm supposed to be,
Slipping, tripping, missing all your paths you've made for me,
Take me, break me, rearrange me, make me from your one,
I just want to live your will, so you'll take me to,
Broken dreams, and broken paths, my life consists of more than that,
Just show me the diffrent side of things,
I hate the way my life has been I'm giving it all up again,
So just take me to, the Point Of Recognition.