What do you do, what does anyone do, when the world is against you.
What do I do?
What does anyone do?
When the world is against you
How can I live knowing I have no one to live for?
Everything that used to mean something is gone from my life.
Love, it’s like I don’t know the meaning of the word anymore.
People criticize you, tell you you’re not good enough for their world.
Might I ask, what is good enough?
Even you should see what I mean, you who shun me, you who judge me.
Can’t the world see, can’t they just look at me?
Only once look, and see me, not the one I pretend to be.
Make the real me what you see, and not the mask that hides the person underneath.