what in this world, feels so alive
makes us then breaks us
then helps us survive
buries our hopes, then revives
our desire to succeed
we're all greed
who in this world, see's when i cry
throws me then shows me
that i'm justified
measure my worth then decide
that i'm not what they need
they've agreed
where in this world can i hide
where can i find
someone that see's me inside
to confide
how in this world, can i go on
wondering if you'll think
of me when i'm gone
shielding my eyes from
the pity-less light of the glare
should you care
when in this world is it enough
i never thought
it could be quite this rough
living my life as if
millions of people don't stare
they're not there
why should i have to defend
or derive
most of the rules of the game,
i've defied
though it's been hard on my pride
it's been one hell of a ride
curiously..
i didn't set out to be..
famous