Truly me, Truly I
The eyes of the self; Still looking for myself;
Impossible to see. But possible to try;
Though mirrors show reflections; To find the true projections.
It's not truly me. It's truly I.
So who am I? I am me.
The girl in class; The girl who walks in las';
So confident, So free. Lucky to get by.
Many see these perfections; May love her imperfections;
But it's not truly me. But it's truly I.
So who am I? I am me.
A sister at home; Left alone to roam;
TIme to play with glee! Games where she can fly;
A return of affections; An escape to obsessions;
It's still not truly me. It's still truly I.
And so who am I? And I am me.
So who am I?
I can't see, though I still try.
I wish I was free, but still can't get by.
I greet others with glee, trying my best to fly.
So who am I?
I am me.