Help me I don't quite understand
where to go
where to walk
where to be
because in all this time of looking in mirrors
the one thing I've never seen
was me.
So here I go again.
Talking of things that came and went.
Letting me think of all my time
and how it was misspent.
Whiling away hours.
Chasing down dreams.
And realizing that people are never as they seem.
So help me I don't quite understand
where to go
where to walk
where to be
because in all of this time of looking in mirrors
the one thing I've never seen
was me.
Where do I go from here
tell me
that answer was never made clear.
I could run for a mile
run for a year
but still, no answer would ever appear.
Help me I don't quite understand
where to look
where to search
what to see
because in all this time of wandering aimlessly
I've been looking for you
and to be honest
quite endlessly.
For the answer.
The truth.
The moment.
The proof.
Why did you hurt me?
Berate me?
Deride me?
Now all I have are these moments.
They are moments of pain.
But to you they were different.
They were moments of gain.
Is that what's reality?
If so, is this proof?
That I would eventually crumble.
Like chaff under hoof?
I remember a time
when I had it all.
As if I was a queen at a masquerade ball.
In control.
With mystique.
I was perfect.
Unique.
But now I remember.
New moments.
New pain.
And it's still all true
about your personal gain.
I remember a time
when you said I was no one.
And the time that you said I would never be someone.
But look at me now.
Am I just "some person?"
Help me I don't quite understand
where to go
where to walk
where to be.
Because in all this time
of waiting for saving
I listen to people
curse how I'm behaving.
Like I asked to be broken.
Like I asked to be judged.
Like I asked to be pushed, shoved, forced
to budge.
So tell me the truth.
Is it you?
Is it me?
The reason that all of my dreams now won't be.
Does it end here
my journey
will I ever be free?
Or must I keep searching
'Till I find my way?
Is it easy
to give up
in a life gone astray?
Or should I just stand here?
Stand and be proud.
And lift up the veil.
Lift up the shroud.
Help me now I don't quite understand
where to go
where to walk
where to be
because in all this time of gazing through mirrors
the one thing I want to see
is me.
Look at me.
Hear me.
Know me now.
Fear me.
Mere me.
I won't bow.
For now
I do see.
That the answer.
Is me.
Where I go
is my choice.
What I use
is my voice.
And there is no one to stop me
yes
no one can stop me.
Don't help me for I now quite understand
where to go
where to walk
where to be
because in all this time of looking in mirrors
the one thing
that now looks back
is free.