My past is filled with sorrow.
i try to hide my emotions
from the rest .
it has always been My Way.
I have done things I'm not proud of.
i still continue to make mistakes.
Sooner or later I'll learn
until that day, I'm doing things My Way.
Each morning I put on my mask
before anything else.
Another morning another day of hiding,
they try to change me but they won't.
I will everything My Way.