I thought I was finding myself
Only to lose it all over again
Or is it working ?
Is this all part of the process?

The pain, tears and stress
The candle light I held
Burning til I fell
Now the flames gone

But if I can hold on
Hold on to any match in sight
There's always a chance
For the flame to start again

Maybe I must pretend
Maybe I must befriend
Myself and noone else
Until I can find my light
And finally let it burn so bright