Who Am I?

(Chorus) In the spotlight’s glare, they cast their view, But who I am is deeper, true. Breaking molds, I write my script, In the moments I seize, my identity’s stripped. (Verse 1) Perceived but not understood, A persona, a mask, I wear like wood. Beyond the surface, lies the truth, In the journey within, I’ll find my youth. (Bridge) Their perceptions linger, shadows they cast, But within, my truth will last. I’ll carve my path, guided by light, In the depths of self, I’ll take flight. (Pre-Chorus) Whispers haunt, judgments sting, But in my melody, I’ll spread my wing. Beyond their gaze, I’ll set ablaze, In the silence of self, my truth stays. (Chorus) In the spotlight’s glare, they cast their view, But who I am is deeper, true. Breaking molds, I write my script, In the moments I seize, my identity’s stripped. (Verse 2) Labels and boxes, they try to fit, But within, I refuse to quit. Unraveling layers, night and day, In my own rhythm, I’ll find my way. (Bridge) Their judgments fall, like rain on the ground, But who I am is the voice I’ve found. Dancing to my rhythm, in my own time, In the symphony of self, I’ll find my prime. (Pre-Verse) Expectations heavy, like chains on me, But in my melody, I’ll break free. Beyond their gaze, I’ll set ablaze, In the silence of self, my truth stays. (Chorus) In the spotlight’s glare, they cast their view, But who I am is deeper, true. Breaking molds, I write my script, In the moments I seize, my identity’s stripped. (Verse 3) Speculate and assume, they do not know, The battles fought, the seeds I sow. In life’s canvas, I paint my hue, In authenticity, I find my due. (Bridge) Doubts may linger, whispers roam, But in my truth, I’ll find my home. Standing tall, facing doubt’s storm, In the fortress of self, I’ll perform. (Pre-Verse) Opinions dim, judgments fade, For my truth, I have made. In the symphony of self, I’ll raise my voice, In my authenticity, I’ll rejoice. (Outro) In life’s tapestry, I’ll find my grace, In authenticity, I’ll embrace. For who I am is a journey to be, In the melody of self, I am free. Standing tall, facing doubt’s storm, In the fortress of self, I’ll perform. (Pre-Verse) Opinions dim, judgments fade, For my truth, I have made. In the symphony of self, I’ll raise my voice, In my authenticity, I’ll rejoice. (Outro) In life’s tapestry, I’ll find my grace, In authenticity, I’ll embrace. For who I am is a journey to be, In the melody of self, I am free.