In life comes a time when we must look in the mirror,
To see dreams and hopes, and the pain drawn near.
Oh, my thoughts, they echo, yet I haven't changed,
I won't be altered, not rearranged.

I cannot be who you want me to be,
Because this is me, simply, you see.
Don’t take away from my story’s embrace,
For it’s written this way; I know my place.

Let me share what I feel deep inside,
I won't lie; I’ll speak with pride.
Oh, my life, I dreamed of this, ...