Mapping it out was one of the ways that I can be me 

 In my eyes I see what it's like knowing 

  The world around me is always changing 

  But day by day I seem to survive 

  But deep down your hard core 

  There is a soft sport that I know for sure 

  Will give up hope and when life passes by 

  You will know it just dont give up 

  On the dream you hold is like planning 

  A get away when all you try to do 

  Is to set free from everyone else 

  Cause this life stands hand to hand 

  Cause mapping it out is just a understanding