Who?

Who am I to be blue?

Look at my family and fortune

Look at my friends and my house

Who?

Who am I to feel deadened?

Who am I to feel spent?

Look at my health and my money

And where?

Where do I got to feel good?

Why do I still look outside me?

When clearly I've seen it won't work

Is it my calling to keep on when I'm unable?

And is it my job to be selfless extraordinar?

And my generosity has me disabled

By this my sense of duty to offer

And why?

Why do I feel so ungrateful?

Me who is far beyond survival

Me who sees life as an oyster

Is it my calling to keep on when I'm unable?

And is it my job to be selfless extraordinar? 

And my generosity has me disabled

By this my sense of duty to offer

And how?

How dare I rest on my laurels?

How dare I ignore an outstretched hand?

How dare I ignore a third world country?

Is it my calling to keep on when I'm unable? 

And is it my job to be selfless extraordinar?

And my generosity has me disabled 

By this my sense of duty to offer

Who?

Who am I to be blue?

 

-Alanis Morissette-