Why am I so stable?
Is it because of my work and statistics
Do I not fit in?
How do you know it's my fault that im not fit for this
Tell me your sorry
Why should I care
You put me through hell
But you expect me to give my share
Give me what i need and want
Then we could establish something
Maybe if I try a little harder
Maybe I can show you a bit of something
Im amazed of how I had been put done by so many people
But im glad I see my plantations
wouldn't miss it for the world to grow up
Yet i can't stop time to complete my expectations