There's a war going on though no one speaks of it.
Clouded by the issues that no one will admit.
From the oldest to the youngest and the one's you cannot see.
Every one is crying "What About Me?"

What About Me? Am I not worth fighting for?
What About Me? Don't I exist?
What About Me? I have a right you know.
Say's each generation to the next.

It's a crazy mixed up world where everyone disagrees.
Looking for the answers that nobody sees.
If you listen very closely you'll understand the need.
Every one is crying "What About Me?"

What About Me? Am I not worth fighting for?
What About Me? Don't I exist?

What About Me? I have a right you know
Say's each generation to the next.

Look at me don't you see that were not so very different you and me.
Look around it is there. Takes a lot of loven when you care.

So you can't see the forest for looking at the trees.
Life's many answers just take's you and me.
Then we'll look to each other and understand the need.
Every one is crying "What About Me?"

What About Me? Am I not worth fighting for?
What About Me? Don't I exist?
What About Me? I have a right you know
Say's each generation to the next

Look at me don't you see that were not so very different you and me.
Look around it is there. Takes a lot of loven when you care.