When I was younger I did not know how to be.
I lived my own lie and I never asked the questions why.
I always talked and dressed like everyone īround me.
Where were my own view and my own thoughts?
I donīt have a clue.
Insecurity, no confidence that was my style.
I did some false things,
youīd say I was playing the wrong strings.
To realize and see how lost I was, it took a while.
But it was worth it
īcause now Iīm much more confident and fit.
Iīm not going down the highway,
īcause I had the might to stop
and turn around before it was too late.
Instead Iīm slowly going my way
and if I donīt reach the top,
I still got loads here I appreciate.
Just because Iīm older now
does not mean Iīm complete.
Yeah, I still have got fear,
itīs not as strong but itīs still here.
And Iīm confused at times,
but now I know where to put my feet.
Right in my own trail,
thatīs the only place if I donīt wanna fall.
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