i forgot how to be myself for a while.
but i've returned, and it caused a smile.
i've emerged from the depths of whatever buried me alive.
i've crawled out from the underworld where i pretended to survive.
and i never understood why i couldnt shine under this light,
but when i move the lamp around, i glow ever so bright.

i never knew it to be possible until now, that you could lose yourself if you let it go too long.
and how could i forget what made me so evervescent from the start, trying to play another part when i was
casted in the perfect role myself.

i dont think i know how to love, i just pretend.
but love is silly, love is meaningless, but i guess it all depends.
cause i have fought the rainstorms without shelter for so long
but somehow im still here, and i never gave myself the credit for being so strong.

and they all talk, i hear the whispers bouncing off the walls.
i can pretend to be ignorant, but i see behind the smog.
and all ive wanted was to hold a place in a heart that had no empty seats
so ill find another show.