I have no one to tell me that I did great.
Only a mere nod,
And that empty look that I hate.
I understand that no one is responsible for me.
Only look to God,
That's how I carry on with this fate.

I have no one to tell me that I did well,
Only a quick smile,
And pure disinterest, I can tell.
I only have my achievements,
Yes I only have me.
But God tapped me on my shoulder
Saying, "I'm really proud of Thee."