Who am I
What do i know
What is for real
And what is for show
I could of turned out different
But my daddy taught me well
He'd say "The weak shall fall away
Only the strong will prevail"
I could have been someone special
But he proved that theory wrong
He had so much anger
And I guess that's why I wright song after song
Who am I
And where do I belong
What is what
I'm playing ping-pong
I could of been true
But my daddy never let me be
Playing with my emotions constantly trying to change me
I could of learned to love
Could of learned to care
But instead I learned life is cruel and nothing is ever fair
I could of turned out nicer
But my daddy he was no fool
He turned me into his puppet angry and cruel
Who am I
Is this all pretend
What is real
I'm at my whits end
-Jay Pierce-
