i dont really know.

Lately I don't even know who I am anymore.
But don't close that door right away.
Please let me say. Let me scream my love.
Because I'm changing myself everytime with them.
Them and everybody else, I'm different.
Showing them what they want to see.
Even though, i finally thought that I had got it.
Finally thought that I was free, free to be me.
But I, don't even know who 'me' is.

 I don't know what's real anymore.
And I'm finding this girl often wondering the streets of her imagination.
She doesn't know where she came from or where she's going.
She doesn't even know 'now'. because all she feels is insecurity.
is that me?

ily bub.