It feels easier to exist in the distance
Rather than to pass in the spotlight
I recognize every face within the crowd
But I don’t know any of the souls around

That includes when I look at myself
She is a stranger inside the mirror
With no more definition to her
Just trapped searching in there

Much despair because of all the hope
That was wasted on the wrong folks
A puzzle piece no one else can fill
Tried that but don’t get anywhere

Defined so long by other people
Not knowing where to start over
I find ideas that do not fulfill
Because I’m still not the right girl

She’s sweet, bright and beautiful
Quirky, girly, with some attitude
I do know all of my potential
That’s why there’s misery at all

Living to appease others now
Aimlessly trying somehow
To see a path and a future
To find this lonely … lost girl