I see it in your eyes: fear.
You think there is nothing to hold you here,
But you believe you will find it there.
I can tell you: all you have to do is be yourself.
You try to please others,
But your discontent always hovers.
You ask why they cloud the truth in rumors –
All you have to do is be true.
There is no one who can do
What you were meant to.
There is no one who can live your dream
The way you were meant to.