Somebody listen please, It used to be so hard being me, living in the shadow of someone else's dream; trying to find a hand to hold but every touch felt cold to me. Living in a nightmare, a never-ending sleep, but now that I am wide awake, my chains are finally free... don't feel sorry for me

So if you're listening there's so much more to me you haven't seen, living in the shadow of someone else's dream; trying to find a hand to hold but every touch felt cold to me, living in a nightmare, a never-ending sleep. But now that I am wide awake, then I can finally see... don't feel sorry-