Me, myself and I,
Me, me, all the time,
Kids aren't taught to give back,
I got news for you the world doesn't care how much stuff that you have,
Does the news drive you crazy hearing about the world going downhill,
It seems like everywhere you look you see something is coming unraveled in society,
Change doesn't exist with just one person doing all the work,
Stuff doesn't matter people do,
If you are stuck in a place where you don't think anyone knows what you are going through,
It might be painful to talk about but down the road you'll find peace helping others through the pain that you faced once upon a time.
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