Three Minute Memory

Why do we treat ourselves this way?When you look at me do you see the same thing I see?Sorrow, depression, low self-esteemLet my poor self-image get the best of meAnd if tomorrow never cameNo one here would remember meThe wind would blow, the sun will shineIt's just another lousy dayI wonder is there hope for meWith everybody screaming whoa-oh-oh-oh-whoa-ohIt breaks my heart that he's that wayShut down in self dismayHe won't be here tomorrow if something doesn't changeThe rest of the world always seems so strangeThe faces I once remember were friends to meHave forged a new direction, a mislead wayLeaving by the wayside no one else but meAnd if tomorrow never cameNo one here would remember meThe wind would blow. the sun will shineIt's just another lousy dayI wonder is there hope for meWith everybody screaming whoa-oh-oh-oh-whoa-ohIt breaks my heart that he's that wayShut down in self dismayHe won't be here tomorrow if something doesn't change