My choices are suddenly wrong
I never fit in
I never belong
I've tried to get you to see the way that I'll always be
but you just turn your back on my ideas
on the world that I see
There are people hurting everywhere that need our help it's true
though none of it matters
at least not to you
If I could change the world with just a wish or a seed
there would never be another who'd go without
or be in need
and yet I'm the one who can't afford to pay for a meal
but I want to help change others' lives
because to me it's a big deal
yet constantly you're saying that I should give up and quit
but honestly that's not my style
I can't separate myself from the heart of it
Yes I am a poor soul who's often lost in the crowd
but I feel I am to be a force
a voice for those who can't bring themselves to be loud
I am weak and I'm afraid of the choices yet to come
but I am strong in the belief that I will watch this crisis come undone
Just by wearing a whistle I have inspired many who want to stop the Congolese peoples' fall
but that doesn't matter to you not one bit
maybe not at all
I could give up cosplay, snacks, even give up on breathing air
but you still wouldn't listen
you still wouldn't care
and yet here I stand before begging for just a chance to show
that there are people hurting
some may even be people that you know
If you would just open your heart instead of being stuck inside your ways
then maybe you would try and make a difference
that would help someone in need for many days
Now I've said what I have been trying to say for the years that I've been around
the time to act is now
World Hunger is going down
