What am I?
What am I?
Can't you realize?
Behind the needles
All my pills,
A shallow voice
And all disease
All behind it
It hides
It hides
It hides
A big deep pain behind my back
A lost existence
Don't you see the lines?
I look at you and say
"It's all fine"
But inside me
I'm not alright.
24 years have gone by
People around me
They have all gone by
They got so big
So strong indeed
Shiny labels
Cover of maganizes,
But what am I?
What am I?
I was once bright
But now I'm just lost
I have nothing
To make one proud
The other's pity
Is all I can find
"He's 5 years here working"
"Well, we'll just letting him be"
And I'm there
I'm standing
I'm waiting
For nothing
Again,
And all around me
They all just grow
They become old
And I'm a child indeed
With no road to cross
With nothing to make one proud,
I am disease
To myself and the world
Shame for a mirror
Nothing to hope.
I tried everything
Perhaps a channel
Perhaps a video
Perhaps a muscular body
Perhaps some followers
Perhaps anything
That will take me out of nothing
And turn me into someone
I don't want to be left
For a better rich and beautiful men
In the end
What am I?
I am a nobody in nowhere
I tried everything
To make me a someone
And the more I try
The less I am
The more distant I am
To achieve anything
And the more sure I am
I am an eternal child
And thus a burden
To myself, my family and the world
I am a heavy load
Filled with nothing and useleness
That drags everyone
That dares to ever touch me
No much strength do I have
But I must use all of it
To drag me out of myself
And make the worlds of ones around me
A much lighter place.