Racecars whirring in my mind,
Thoughts trying to find
A reasonable explanation
To this new info as big as a nation.

Oh, it's just such a fiddle!
It all sounds like a riddle
For me to crack,
But the skills, I lack.

Is this really true?
Is this really you?
Cause it doesn't sound like the girl I knew.
It's as if you were someone new.
Someone that I don't know of,
Not the same I know and love.

I wish one day you'd tell me,
I want to ask you, yet let you be.
For it is your choice,
Your voice,
And only you know the true story.

I wish I never knew,
Then I would have never questioned you.
Yet I can't help ask myself:
Are you really the girl we thought?
Or in my head, I'm just caught?