I bare my soul
And I bear my crosses
Only to have my pain ridiculed
You set me up
Just to be able to laugh
When you made me look the fool
I used to hear how "all of us"
Should go out after work for a drink;
Now I hear what "all of you"
Are doing secondhand
I used to think I knew you
Now I don't know what to think
In your eyes
I know not where I stand
All I want is to somehow feel I belong:
How can you possibly see that as being wrong?