Whenever I try to make things right,
It's impossible to give what is needed,
what everyone wants,
I can never satisfy.
I'm only one child,
I'm only one being.
I'm only one soul,
I'm just one person.
I don't understand what's so wrong,
with losing just one more person.
More food on the table,
more money for others,
more oxygen to breathe,
more space to place,
more room for thought,
more happiness around,
all I do is bring others down.
