Don’t think you can pass judgment on me before you get the facts.
You think you know what’s going on but you don’t.
If I’m doing good, you get mad.
But, if I’m doing bad, you act glad!
So, where’s the love in that?
I guess I’m wrong for taking time out to just be at peace when it’s so long overdue.
Would you feel better if I was just miserable for the rest of my life?
Do you enjoy watching me struggle while you slide by easy peasy?
You got no problems, no worries, basically no responsibilities!
Who are you then to rain on my parade today, when every other day is your day?
Just for once you should be happy that I can smile instead of cry.
Or, breathe instead of begging to die.