I am self-reliant and optimistic
I wonder if I can travel through the clouds
I hear the whisper of the cold air
I see things I don’t wanna see
I want to meet people I look up to
I am self-reliant and optimistic

I pretend that I’m a happy person
I feel like I’m walking on the moon
I touch all our midnight memories
I worry ‘cause I might get used to it
I cry because I've been strong for too long
I am self-reliant and optimistic

I understand the truest sense of perfection
I say that I’m perfect in an imperfect way
I dream about being queen
I try hard to be pretty
I hope these feelings get better
I am self-reliant and optimistic