There are lonely days and lonely nights
And in the comfort of my solitude
I sink deep in search of the truth
For what reason do I not exist as one person in one world?
The one who’s less privileged than I am may call me “wealthy’
The one who’s more privileged than I am may look down on me
The ones who believe they’re like me think they know me best
On my own I agree with that girl who says I can’t hurt a fly
On the other hand, I disagree with her when she says I’m shy
I think I agree with the dude that says I’m a good singer
How the other dude could possibly look at me, point a finger
And say ‘you can’t sing’ I don’t know.
I bin the opinions I don’t like
Start with thoughts of the others every day of my life
And let them be my guide
At some point, I realise that what I believe is what I choose to believe
Not what the truth is
Now I don’t care about the opinions that fly out of your mouth or anyone else’s
I will not try to please you even if your opinions about my choices may hurt
Because I choose to believe in the truth
So I’m choosing to live my life in honesty
And if YOU can’t deal with it, it’s a god dam pity
