Why does it always seem,
As if the world is against me.
I guess it was the way I was raised,
Spoiled and rotten, the ace of spades!
Why does it always seem,
As if It never goes my way,
No more Having my mommy by my side
And from my sister, I love you is the last thing ill hear her say.
Brother always gets his way,
And it never goes right for me
sister gets whatever she wants
As if the world is out to get me!
Youll never understand
Because I never will
Why arent I on top of the world
Like I dreamt I always would?!
