I see myself, running faster than I ever could.
Trying to get somewhere before I can.
I see myself, as I’ve never seen before.
Trying to do something, I would never think of.

Who am I?
It’s a question that I used to know.
Who am I?
Now that I think about it, I do not know.
Who am I?
It’s something I never meant be.
Who am I?
I just can’t believe that it’s me.

Here I am, alone in a big world.
Trying to use my emotions.
Here I am, a different being.
Trying to be someone that I’m not.

Who am I?
I’m a lover without a love.
Who am I?
I’m a fighter without his gloves.
Who am I?
I’m something that I shouldn’t be.
Who am I?
Why is this happening to me?