Famous

What in this world, feels so alive?
Makes us, then breaks us, then helps us survive
Buries our hopes, then revives our desire to succeed
Or our greed

Who in this world sees when I cry?
Throws me, then shows me that I'm justified
Measure my worth, then decide that I'm not what they need
They've agreed

Where in this world can I hide?
Where can I find someone that sees me inside to confide?

How in this world can I go on?
Wondering if you'll think of me when I'm gone
Shielding my eyes from the pitiless light of the glare
Should you care?

When in this world is it enough?
I never thought it could be quite this rough
Living my life as if millions of people don't stare
They're not there

Why should I have to defend or derive?
Most of the rules of the game, I've defied
Though it's been hard on my pride
It's been one hell of a ride

Curiously, I didn't set out to be famous