Little is known of the good and bad Just opinions, just words, pointed fingers just that Condemnation-aint that a fact I wonder just where they got the throne whoever said it was yours to own Who lied to you, was it your mirror who bestowed upon you the crown that made you believe that you were so much bigger Lookin down on me? I find it hard to believe Lookin for a scapegoat so nobody sees Pointing the finger at everyone else Anyone but the one who deserves it the most I never understood the ways of the hate I never got the reasons behind that, but wait I do understand why I dont understand Maybe because I never had time to look around i was too busy to care what you found evidence on me? look at my face Do you see even an ounce of melancholy? Is there a sence of caring underneath this beauty? I have my issues And yes i have my reasons I will never tell anyone cuz its none of your business I dont think it matters , what is done is done It is what it is. And I ams what I ams So Why dont you all just leave me the F alone.