Trying to explain myself
Is the hardest thing to do
Telling you the way I see life
As I see it, understand it
Can be harder than flying to the moon
You asked me to do this, do that
Wanted to hear what I had to say
Through my view, and then you
Ask me to explain myself again
Differently, in a way you understand
You do not understand me when I
Tell you how I see the world, tell you
How I feel in my words, I try to help
You understand me and my world
My life, my feelings, my emotions
And still you don’t understand me,
Still you want me to explain my world
In your words not mine. Why do you
Ask me to explain my world to you if
You cannot listen to me in the first place?