This is me contemplating,
thinking about self-worth...
I mean, what am I even doing?
And does it even matter on this cruel Earth?
Nothing can comply, nothing seems to satisfy
all their anger and disappointment.
No matter what I do, no matter how hard I try,
nothing's ever better, not even for a moment.
Makes me wonder if I should even continue,
if I should still strive to be better,
'cause to be perfectly honest with you--
I've almost given up on becoming happier...
Then again, I guess I owe it to myself:
to reach for the top and prove them all wrong;
To prove I'm not just some old book on a shelf--
I'm a heartbeat! Steady and strong!
So, yeah... I guess I WILL still try,
but no longer for their satisfaction...
I'll try for me, myself and I,
to finally end this contemplation!
