Though I don't think they would remember me,
And I know well I am ignored,
I can't help but try to realize
The things that I can do and everything that I can dream.
Some days are tougher than the others,
Some nights are better than the rest,
Most days I get through with a facade
And then at night, I hold back tears with all my might.
I have a problem with the others,
I am nothing like my brothers.
But if I am nothing but the rest,
I'll lose my soul trying to vie to be the best.
These are just my unknown problems,
Sheltered from the world to hide the being of unrest.
If only I could tell them,
But I bet the vultures only want to feed me to the nest.
I deal my unknown problems, knowing I can only do so much.
I'm only human after all, all I can give's that human touch.