Lost
Location
Have we met before? I don’t really know who you are
The person who looks like you is here, but the old personality is far
You’ve spent your life hiding, afraid to be you
Caught up in the stereotypes not having a clue
No we have not met, you’re not as shy and shelled as I thought
You’re way more outgoing, that’s the lie that I bought?
Rippin’ and runnin’ from the truth, not accepting you for yourself
All the problems you’ve had and the heartache you’ve felt
Have beaten you to the ground making you hide
Causing your outgoingness to turn to be shy
I’ve figured out who you are
You’re the old me
The one who was who you wanted me to be
I don’t care what you think your thoughts no longer matter
Your opinions that shelled my ego are gone, shattered
This girl that’s been hiding behind closed doors is here and ain’t going nowhere
Cuz rememba what you say don’t matta, I DON’T CARE
Who am I?
Well that’s for me to decide
I’m not lost anymore, I’ve been found and I’ll be the real me
Cuz this here D’Mayah Church? Is who I wanna be