For everyone there is a place,
What is given to you is given to you
And you must take it,
Never fight back
As if you do
There will be consequences.

I wasn't the chosen one
But you forced me in
For God knows what
And God knows what
For whom and what I fight,
No matter what,
No...! Matter what you are
And what you think,
What you believe in,
See and fight
For that which is right for you!

Their favorites,
They have chosen their better tasks...
Oh, why...?
They have helped me go to a ****,
Be humiliated and feel like crap...
You are what'you aren't
For different reasons.

So unique these days!

Mock me?
What made you suffer like that?
What made you ruin a life?
What made you **** my flight?

What made you mock me?
Pride?A sense of Justice!
C'est la vie: "I The one who wasn't better won!"
It's love, dear.
Love you would not understand.
Because, if it's love it isn't...

Little one,
You learned,
You learned and learned,
And made you parents proud!
You made your family proud.

Why would you want one frustrated?
Aren't you too kind and beautiful?
Why would you want someone unhappy?
Aren't you brilliant?
Why would you want someone myserable?
Isn't that jealousy telling a story too Old?
Why would you enjoy some one's wrong doing?
It must make a broken heart feel good.