All my life I've been dead
I've walked earth like a zombie
I've spoken, but don't remember anything I've said
Youi talked to me and i appeared to be listening
I've gone to school, work, wnd parties
But not as myself
I've been this person behind a mask
A person who did as she was told
The smartest people ask questions, but I could never think of any
Until now.
How do I clomb but not get high?
WHen can I fly without using wings?
Is there a God to follow, someone above power to answer these things?
I've gone and learned a little
About life and happiness
About respect and love
Now i'm alive enough to know that
I can take off the mask and be Myself
I can finally be alive.