Is who I am who I ought to be?
Pacing the room digitally
Paper cutouts of strangers accompany me
Covering the mirrors, so I don't have to see
If who I am is who I ought to be
Is who I am who I want to be?
Four frozen walls closing in on me
I am feeling the room and its vacancy
Drown in the ocean of eternity
Wondering if who I am is who I want to be
Is who I am who I am to be?
Slowly, I wake from the audacity
As I open the window to let it all breathe
I learn to accept my authenticity
Because who I am is who I am to be
Is who I am who I'm meant to be?
Is fate such a thing, or is destiny?
As the fire turns to ash and the dirt into trees
Before my skin turns to soil, well, I'd like to believe
That who I am is who I'm meant to be
'Cause who I am is who I am to be
But is who I am who I want to be?
