Inferior

You can't ever understand what goes on
Inside the mind before out words have gone
It's hard to know that it's my life I'm living
Not anyone else's life that I'm giving
It seems so simple to another
So it's like they don't bother
But they say that everyone is the same
And I want to believe that goes with my name
I can't express how it feels to be inferor
And how other's aren't supposed to be the superior
But then I remember that it's my life
And then I understand the blade of the cold, hard knife.