I hide while I seek.
Who is this person others see?
I can't find her, this other me.
They see purpose, I see doubt -
So unsure what it's all about.
So I pretend that I am strong
And hope my courage goes along
To hide the frightened child inside
Who only has her time to bide
Until I figure out what to do
A smiling face I show to you.
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