How can I not know who I am but know exactly what my soul stands for How can I hate but love so deeply from the core Laugh and giggle bright eyed but hide the tears each day cried Judge others oh so quick but be empathic knowing thatβs just what makes them tick So perfectly a perfectionist But so naturally imperfect Always searching to whether itβs worth it All this pain and confusion each day brings In the end will make my heart sing Songs of joy and make my soul survive To feel is to be alive