Leading a double life ain't no walk in the park,

For the division really isn't clear.

The line that we tread, it's so unclearly marked

So far yet it's oh so near

 

The story begins my first day of highschool,

The building so large, so intimidating

Trying so hard to not act like a fool

I think many of you might be relating

 

Freshman year, the deciding factor, 

of whether or not you'll be "cool"

It's either be yourself, or be an actor,

For me, it was option number two

 

No one knows who I really am,

I thought no one would be interested

Why bother trying to take a stand

When blending in was "innocent"

 

But how "innocent" is throwing away your true self?

Living a lie day after day?

Trying so hard to prove ones self 

In such an elaborate way.

 

I guess what I'm saying, is that I truly regret,

Not being myself, not being my best.

I was continually being this marionette

And blending in with the rest.