Why am I so stable?

Is it because of my work and statistics

Do I not fit in?

How do you know it's my fault that im not fit for this

Tell me your sorry

Why should I care

You put me through hell

But you expect me to give my share

Give me what i need and want

Then we could establish something 

Maybe if I try a little harder 

Maybe I can show you a bit of something 

Im amazed of how I had been put done by so many people 

But im glad I see my plantations

wouldn't miss it for the world to grow up 

Yet i can't stop time to complete my expectations