I wonder what it's like to see the world from above,
Seeing the world happy, with hope and with love.
Having the power to make a change, create new life,
Yet here I am, sitting alone, playing with my knife.
Do you wonder what it's like to see the world as I do?
Cause everyone doesn't view the world like you.
There's only one source that's supposed to see it all,
But why didn't you catch me when I started to fall?
You're supposed to have the power to mend and to heal,
Do you even wonder what I am, what I feel?
You have six billion people, daughters and sons,
Some just like me, getting scared then runs.
You never even fought for me to return,
Do you even care if I die then I burn?
I guess heaven was never made for me,
Cause I'm just not who you created me to be.
We view the world differently, with oceans apart,
I guess I wasn't mean to believe at all from the start.
I don't see this so called light, my road ahead is black,
And even if it means I'm alone - God, I'm not coming back.
