You say that I lived it on my own
You say that I never saw anything
You say I need a normal life like everyone else
Maybe you’re the one left behind
Maybe you’re the one who didn’t live at all
Maybe you’re the one who was blind
Cause I turned out okay
So who can you blame?

You say that I always needed some help
You say that I’m grieving inside
You say I’m messed up without sanity
Maybe you’re the one who took all of mine
Maybe you’re the one who needed to be pushed
Maybe you’re the one who lost their selves
Cause I’m just fine
So worry about yourself 


Has anyone tried to tell you are in the wrong, when actually
they are?