There’s always somebody out there who wants to bring me down,
The same person who strives to see me frown.
Trying to kill my pride,
Though I have little left inside.
Judging me from everything I say,
And questioning my soft-spoken way.
But people shouldn’t believe everything they hear.
Being misunderstood is my biggest fear,
Because I’m not a vile person like she says of me.
For I’m a far more altruistic person than she ever thought I could be.