When you look at me.

Do you see the boy,
Who played with strings?
Or perhaps,
Do you see the man,
Who'll become a king?

Do you fear,
Of the things I could repeat?
Or perhaps,
Do you believe the things,
I can achieve?

Do you see the life,
I cannot give?
Or perhaps,
Do you see the wife,
I'll never kiss?

Do you see the time,
I've wasted?
Or perhaps,
Do you see the life
I've chosen?

Either way you see
Who I
Was
Or who I
Will be
Will you ever see
Who I
Am?
Will I ever be
What you
Wanted?