Yesturday was my past
Tomorrow my future
Maybe my last
I close my eyes
Thinking of life
What I could be
One day, a wife
I don't like myself
I don't like who I am
Everything about me
One pleasing scam
I try and please everyone
Everyone but myself
It works out
Everyone now has my wealth
Whatever happened
To the person I saw myself as
Why can't I have
What everyone else has
Why am I fake
Put on my masks for too long
Different to every person
Just like the meaning of a song
Happy to one
Sad to another
But they're both wrong
It's something in 'other'
See I don't know
What's really me
And people only notice
What they want to see
Maybe tomorrow
I'll make the discovery
But for today I'll remain
Everyones "me"