I don't really know what I want, No vision clear, no treasure hunt. Don't know where life is meant to go, ten years? twenty? I don't know. Will I be happy? Will i be whole? Still chasing dreams or losing control? Will I be married, sipping tea? or just a softer version of me? But one thing's clear within this blur, I know exactly who I were. I know the ways I use to bend, Just to feel wanted, just to pretend. I know the yes I didn't mean, The "I'm Okay" that feel obscene. I played it though, but truth be told, I cried in corners, feeling cold. But now I'm done with shrinking down, I'm learning how not to drown. I want to say no without fear in my chest, choose me first. I deserve the rest. Not out of pride, not out of spite, But because I've dimmed my inner light. I want my voice to echo loud, Not just in ears, but through the crowd. And yeah, the future's kind of wild, A haunted maze, a lost, scared child. But what messes me up the ...