Why is it like this? (Song)

People call me crazy,

call me wierd.

What did I do to them?

What did I do to deserve this?

 Corus:

Why do I care?

Why does it matter?

What did I do?

The questions are never,

never ever answered.

Will they leave me alone?

WIll they leave me out?

How should I know,

their patters of life?

I'm by myself,

at lunch and days.

With myself, on months

and years.

I don't do anything.

Nothing to deserve

the bad treatment I get.

Why do I care?

What does it matter?

What did I do?

The questions are never,

never ever answered.

How will I recover?

What does it take, 

to just be treated

like a normal, everyday

person like everyone

around me?

Will I ever be the same? 

How will I change myself,

when no one else is 

changing? 

Oh, the questions are never,

never ever answered, 

Are they?

Why do I care?

What does it matter?

What did I do?

The questions are never,

never ever answered.

Why do I keep asking myself,

What's the matter with me?

Why don't I care? 

Why do I care?

What does it matter?

What did I do?

The questions are never,

never ever answered.

Author's Note

This is a song I made up a long time ago. Please don't mind the grammar and spelling mistakes. Tell me, but don't be focused. I'll edit it later.