Maybe if I was wiser than the sun,

You would not wound me as you do

Maybe if I were stronger than the boulder,

You would respect me more

Maybe if I was as clever and cunning as a bird,

You'd see me in a different light

Maybe if I was old as a lighthouse,

You'd look up to me

But is it really too much to ask

For you to see me

For me?

Without the hardships and the pain

You're all too eager to

subject me too

Really now,

What have I done to you?