What about me?

My happiness? Last on my list Perfecting everyone else to become perfectionist Handing out money to the wrong doers of me Now I'm left alone with people surrounding me What about me? Did anyone see the unexplainable darkness beneath? Or did you only see the helped offered for you? Was love ever an emotion for you to pull through? What about me? Why is everything always one-sided in this lonely place called Earth The only ones before me will be the ones that I birth No one ever understands until they stike a nerve What about me? Can I perfect and be a perfectionist? Can I borrow and use and abuse as you once did me? Can I lie to lie again and again? Will my sadness ever end? What about me?