Is this so wrong to chase the real me?
Is this so wrong to chase the real me? Looking at the mirror, this is who I want to be? Is this so wrong to chase the real me? Looking at the mirror, this is who I want to be? Catching the five AM bus back to cruel streets Tears fall down my face as the engine repeats Running away from the only safe place Sorry mom, I couldn't live how you wanted My whole life has been a circus of masks Hiding the truth while fulfilling everyone's heavy tasks Remembering age five, running around the old bend Reading comic books, making the green trees my friend I didn't know what defined my own name yet But a corporate future is a trap already set Refuse to let cars and houses control me The emptiness will never set my soul free Oh mom, I know your life was devastating too Fighting every single day just to pull us through Keeping meals on the table, keeping my world alive Sacrificing your own dreams so I could survive I just wish to express my shadow in mirror To make the reflection look ...
