How can you know who you are
When your only friends are the stars?
How can you know who to be
When your own blood considers you an enemy?
How can you know how to forgive
When this world is not live and let live?
How do you know how to survive
When you’re wanted dead or alive?
How can you know what you feel
When everything is deranged and surreal?
How do you know what you’ve learned
When with every mistake, you crash and burn?
How do you know how to love
When you don’t even feel it from above?