Will I ever become the person, I am longing to be
Will I ever see a reflection in a mirror and call it me
Will I ever see, how every day is a test of mind
Or will it be something impossible for me to ever find

Will I ever see the moment when I could just smile
And not have to wonder about why I purge up bile
Could I ever finally accept that on the outside now is me
Or am I just being too naive to realise that this will never be

Could I perhaps just move along with all my secrets tied up and hidden
And hope that one day someone will come along and they're all ridden