Who am I to feel pain
When I know you've felt more?
Is it so wrong to hurt?
Who am I to feel neglected
When I have all the love I need?
Can you even hear me?
Who am I to feel sorrow
When you grieve more than I?
It's okay. I'm alright.
Who am I to feel angry
When I know you're only trying to help?
I understand. Don't worry about it.
Who am I to hate myself
When I have you there to love me?
You don't need to worry about me. I'm confident in myself.
Who am I to be hungry
When so many have starved?
Yeah, I got enough. Thanks.
Who am I to be lonely
When I have my friends and family?
I'm fine. Just a little tired, really.
Who am I to have fears
When they get in the way of yours?
Hey, don't worry. I'll protect you.
Who am I to want something
When you're given me so much already?
No, I'm good. Thanks for asking.
Who am I to lie to you
When I can see you're lying to yourself?
Everything will work out. It'll be fine.
Who am I to smile at you
When clearly, I'm crying inside?
Do you even notice?
Who am I to feel self-pity
When my life is falling apart, but yours is worse?
Why won't you help me?
Do you even care?
In the end, I am me,
Just a child – I know nothing.
I am me. I am nothing.