If there's anything that makes me sad
Is when I act fairly and be treated so bad
Because the only reward I won't demand
Is their way of driving me mad
So that you find no place to go on this land
And you find this world so small although it's so grand
Searching in your friends for someone to give u his hand
You'll find no one and you'll be sinking in sand
At last I ask where I am and where I stand
Between people, the language of selfishness they can only understand
Caring for their pleasures and for what they can gain
Stinky beings and having no brain
Them at first and them after and again
I stand for nothing and have no place for me to contain
I can neither be happy nor pleasure attain
Yara I'm not anymore but only her REMAIN!!!
