Pride And Shame

Is there something more i just can't see?
Ive been so busy trying everyday to make ends meet
Been such a long time
Now i wonder can i tell the forest from the trees?

I know that i feel pride and
I know that i fear shame
I know i want you to smile when you hear my name
Seems like a silly game
But i know i play it harder than anything

I feel alone, theres people everywhere
Some of these people even care
Once in a while you find someone who really cares
But im too busy to give them what they need
Its not greed just a feel of failure
It keeps me goin
But when tomorrow comes theres always something more
And i can't stop working long enough to wonder what lifes for
What is it for? am i just a whore? who am i working for?