What do you want from me!?
**I'm just a boy
Sometimes, they expect too much of us. Sometimes, all we can do is try. They still mock us, they still question us. They say we're a disappointment. And all I can ask them, "What do you want from me? I'm just a boy."
We run out of time, we run out of ideas. We can't set our minds right, on things they require of us. Still we struggle. Still we try. All we plead, "I need more time."