This is a song which says a few things about the meaning of life and the value of audience.
I have lived a thousand lives,
I have been to a hundred worlds.
Yet nobody knows.
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I have suffered countless sorrows,
in pain and hardship wallowed.
Yet nobody knows.
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I have loved, I have hated,
I have struggled and greatness created.
Yet nobody knows.
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Does it matter, I ask,
When nobody knows?
The tragic Queen Irony of all:
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Nobody knows.
Well, there is none.
Sorry, I already tried to explain up there that I misspoke when I said ’song’.
I’m not a native speaker and in the rush of writing a post, I said ’song’ instead of ‘poem’.
It’s not impossible to make it a song, though, but it doesn’t really have very easy-to-make-music-for kind of lyrics. 
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