Help me, I've lost a memory
I don't remember when I handed my esteem for people to judge me
Help me, it might explain
Why everyone seems to have an opinion on what I should and shouldn't do
No matter how hard I put on a show
People still mock and criticise me
And then when I stop it all
They call me a meanie
I don't think I'll ever be enough
I think it's better to stop trying
If people see how far they've pushed me
I wonder, will they treat me with the respect they'd neglected me?
If I show them how I can bring drown mountains with my unshed tears,
And how my cries can start earthquakes
If I show them how my words can sting and stab them
Until they've landed in their graves
If I show them how great my strength truly is
Will they be calm or shake, scared?
If I show them what's inside my brain
Will they cry, or will they break?
