Yeah, I'm okay. Really I am. |
Have you ever been rejected for expressing your ideas? Have you ever been scorned for having credence in them? How bad does it hurt when you're told you're no good? Understand me. It's just a part of life. I was once pushed away for my powerful ideas. The fear nearly made me lose credence in my beliefs. You have to understand that the ideas made me alive. And now, thankfully, after that hell I can tell you now I'm a doin' a'ight. You wouldn't have believed two-three years ago, but I've been through a lot, and 'long the way I let go. It's been so long since you held your influence that it's fallen 'way from me, and I can't help but say it- I've never felt so alive. I mean, I've seen life for all the hell it can be, yet I now have a clue as to what I truly want. These things seem so unusual to you, and it's gotta be a shock that I'm doin' a'ight. Nothing compares to the feeling of emancipation. And nothing compares to facing your demons. Thankfully, all I had to do was walk away. Just turn my back, just like that and everything just went away. It's been about six years. Where the hell have I been? You're asking me that question like my independence is a sin. Why should I tell you when you are the one that decided it'd be fine to cast me aside? For your information, I've been achieving my dreams. Yeah, I've been doin' so without you; I know now why you miss me. But the shit you're pullin' is a waste of time, and I can't believe you're stoopin' so low when it's very plain to see that I am doin' a'ight. And for that matter, take a look at yourself. What booby trap got a stranghold on you? It's amazing to watch you interrogate me when you stand across from me, battered like a whore; so don't tell me how to live my life. Nothing compares to the feeling of emancipation. And nothing compares to facing your demons. And frankly, all you need to do is walk away. Just turn your back and clean up your act That's when everything will be okay. Now you think I'm lying? Why the hell would I do that? You think I'd make up this shit? No, I'm doin' a'ight. I cried like a baby many years ago. All that crap is behind me. Don't you see? I'm truly a'ight. You people say I made my money to ease the pain of their rejection. Well, what the hell am I supposed to do? Be a good girl and lick my wounds? I really wonder how the hell anyone can live like that. Spillin' my pain is more sane than holdin' it all in. Now you bastards scream DENIAL at me, saying I'm more greedy than Gates could ever be? I made my vow to never develop a close relationship again, for that's the only way I can ever maintain some sanity, to avoid bonding close like that. That people is my only way out. I tell you people what I wanna tell you because it's my life and my life only. So get out. You don't belong prowlin' through my life. And the truth is, I'm so much better without close people in my life, so for that, I'll tell the world I'm a doin' a'ight. [musical interlude] Nothing compares to the feeling of emancipation. And nothing compares to facing your demons. So what I suggest you do is walk away. Just turn your back and carry on. And out of my life you should stay. |