Nobody understands you,
And quite possibly,
Nobody ever will
You wish somebody knew
About what you're going through
But you wouldn't wish that on someone
You think it's too bad
You think you're alone,
And in some ways you are
Nobody knows what you think,
Or what you dream,
Even if you tell them.
They aren't going to understand you.
That's no big deal
Even if they don't personally understand,
They can comprehend the situation,
That's enough for a lot of things
You can tell who actually cares,
And who will act on words,
And who will ignore it all.
But what matters is that you are you
That isn't going to change.
Love yourself.
Take pride in yourself.
Because if no one else will,
Before you're gone,
Then at least you should.
