My sadness is my own to bear in this world without a care.
I have problems like all of you, let me solve them please won't you?
I do my best to do no wrong,
But as you will see here in my psalm,
My problems hurt me so deep,
My feelings I am forced to keep.
You shoot me down for all I do,
Then you say I do the same to you.
You tell me I embarras you,
And that the world hates me too.
I try to change to suit your needs,
But I'm shoved deeper into the weeds.
Every time I try to change,
I exceed the demanded range.
My life is mine to live,
I don't need the grief that you give.
It seems I am blamed for all,
But not matter what, it's your call.
I've tried my best to do no wrong,
But as you have seen in my psalm,
No one's perfect, not even me,
But it seems you cannot see.
Don't try to seem like the better one,
I'm not exactly a fortunate son.
You don't care about how I feel,
You just snuff me out with your heel.
My sadness...
My madness...
My sadness...
My madness...
