People are, born without feet and hands
And still achieve more than, we could have dreamed
You complain, a hypocrite you've became
Kidding yourself for another day
I like to blame
Everyone else but me
I want to re-frame
The standards of society
Images and videos will fly upon the air
An illness rationalized is growing
Masking our despair
I know how I feel
I'm happy and that is all that is true
To me a false state appeals
Don't need to prove myself to you
Cope with your illusion
And take the fall