man with two cameras in each hand

I try so hard to be myself But I keep on failing Everyone keeps mocking me For what I bring Someone asked me How do I feel And I just said nothing Sometimes I can't control my sadness Being locked inside I try to be my very best But it does not subside A man with two cameras in each hand Takes a photograph I want to know what he demands But he just stares with wrath I look to the sky To see my Favorite lie You asked me how I felt Well I feel nothing now Maybe I feel like I will melt So you ask me how I feel And you get nothing real I cannot take it I don't want to throw a fit A man with two cameras in each hand Takes a photograph I want to know what he demands But he just stares with wrath He looks at me and calls my name He says he can give me fame A response of yes has came He said he would've done the same He takes my picture Says I look great But what did he capture Nothing but fate