Have you ever felt like a notepad?
People come, they scribble, and leave you in the drawer.
Have o ever felt like a dodge ball?
People come, they play, and leave you on the field.
Have you ever felt like a mike?
People come, they talk through you, and then leave you on the stage.
Have you ever felt like a handkerchief?
People take you, sob their eyes, and put you in the dryer.
I feel this way today.
Take me home to be with you, Daddy.
Why does it hurt to care and cry for someone?
Take me out of here, O Lord.