Could You Tell Me What It's Like?

Could you tell me what's it's like
To fall down and reach up
And all of a sudden everyone's on strike
They see you, but they don't give a fuck

Or maybe they just don't see you
Do you feel any better?
And now you're old news
Plus the rain and cold is your only shelter

Tell me how does it feel
Living with shame and regret as a nationality
What's your deal?
Smoking death and drinking poison to escape reality?

Tell me, do you feel alive?
Can you even talk over the shouting?
Can you even see me through your teary eyes?
Is your family telling you to stop pouting?

What does it feel like to be alone?
What does it feel like to be so desperate?
Did you leave a message after the tone?
Are you writing poems on the internet?

Why is the world round?
And why can't anyone understand?
Why is it so easy to frown?
And how come no one offers you their hand?

So could you tell me what it's like,
To fall down and reach up
You'll feel better...sike
Because really, nobody gives a fuck