Misery of life
People stare
People whisper
People laugh
People scream
Why oh why do they know about what you go through
Is that why they laugh
I rolls fists into the air with eyes filled with tears
I fall by weak legs they've caused
I cry by their words
I die of belief in them
Why do I let it get to my head
Because...I care
I care about the words they give people
The words they give to me
I care about what people think
Because I don't know what to think