A breath we take
so easily
yet what is it that make
you you and me me?

Being alive
comes naturally
but to live fully we strive
just like to be free

No matter how hard I try
something remains fake
I’m honest, I won’t lie
you can see it in the face I make

Truthful and happy
is how I sometimes feel
but I seem to lack the key
to always be real

It’s either this or that trauma
that stands in the way
wanna call out for mama
but I’m grown up I say

Should be making it
on my own
instead I’m faking it
I’m not fully grown

You seem so strong they say
maybe it’s all just an act
I do feel weak and I sway
can tell you that is a fact

It might be like this for everyone
If so I wanna be the exception
to wake up with my freedom won
and thaw out what was frozen

Yet here I stand
right in my own way
like a statue, a brand
I know, I’m changing but hey

– it’s not enough
I want it now
I know I’m too tough
on myself somehow

But how can I feel
differently
just want to be real
now (fast, not meekly)

or never
phew, I have to stay focused
and very clever
I wonder, can I trust

that I will walk freely
somewhere, someday
take a chance to be me
come what may

Yes what is it that makes
a person who they are
and what is it that brakes
the lies and forms a star

Can I make it?
Don’t know, we will see
I might fall into a pit
or finally be free

I will do what I can
I assure you of that
it is my plan
my only combat

is within
a fight to be real
I relax and I win
feel what I really feel

One of these days
maybe I can say
it has been a maze
but I made my way

into being me
without masks or fakes
yes I will finally be free
whatever it takes