Suppose that you think that you matter,
Well how much do you matter to whom?
It's much easier at night when with friends and bright lights
That much later alone in your room.
Do you think you're just one in a million
When you finish this whole human race?
Does it really make much of a difference
When your friends have forgotten your face?
Well how much do you think your are worth, boy?
Will anyone stand up and say?
Would you say that a man is worth nothing
Till someone is willing to pay?