Jack!!

Be good, don't be bad..

Do this, don't do that..

Listen to me, don't listen to Jack..

Who's Jack? No body answers what I ask..

Everyone wants to show me what they know..

And hide what they lack..

And if I told them that's wrong..

They say you don't know what's right..

Is hiding your true self the path that will guide..

Or lying and saying something that is not true is right..

May be, I don't know, or do I, or should I hide..

They say your naive, still young, don't know nothing of life..

Come here, set and listen so you won't get hurt or stabbed with a knife..

Listen to me, your friend and don't listen to Jack..

And how ironic who called himself my friend lied..

Stabbed me in the back and now I wonder searching for Jack..