• What I remember, pieces of things that might have happened
    They say, that I once was such a happy child, no worries
    But they don’t understand, that I’ve passed that age
    Finally, I can show my face, without hiding behind a mask

    They make me feel like I’m the weird one, not picture perfect
    It’s just that, I know I’m not a picture perfect daughter
    But they don’t seem to get, that nothing is perfect
    ‘Cause what I am now, wasn’t the plan that they’ve made

    Nothing did go according to plan, that should never had been made
    You can’t plan someone’s life, not without asking first
    But that’s what they really did, I can see it now
    Pushing me, without letting me notice it. That’s pathetic

    I’m getting ready to begin my own life, not how they wanted it to be
    But I don’t want to care, no longer. I’m walking my path alone
    They’re no longer allowed to hold my hand, and comfort me
    I’ve to become strong, solid as a rock, never to be broken

    I’ll show them, who I really am. I’ll show them
    That I can be, a real person, with a heart
    I’ll show them, that I can be myself. I’ll show them
    That I don’t mind what they say about me

    ‘Cause in the end, the only one who you can trust, is yourself…..