why me. and not you.

today is the first time i ever felt so problematic,
so daunted.

"Oh there's a little boy waiting at the counter of the corner shop
He's been waiting down there waiting half the day
We never ever see him from the top
He gets pushed around, not to the ground
But he gets to his feet and he say's

What about me, it isn't fair
I've had enough now I want my share
Can't you see, I wanna live
But you just take more than you give

Oh there's a pretty girl serving at the counter of the corner shop
She's been waiting back there waiting for her dreams
Her dreams walk in and out they never stop
Well she's not too proud to cry out loud
She runs through the street and she screams

What about me, it isn't fair
I've had enough now I want my share
Can't you see, I wanna live
But you just take more than you give

So take a step back and see the little people
They maybe are whatever wants who'll make the big people be
So listen, as they whisper
What about me

Now I'm standing on the corner, all the worlds gone home
Nobody's changed nobody's been saved
And I'm feeling cold and alone
I guess I'm lucky, I smile a lot
But sometimes I wish for more…
Then I go….

What about me, it isn't fair
I've had enough now I want my share
Can't you see, I wanna live
But you just take more than you give"

but, today is also the first time i ever felt so loved.