I saw my ID it wasn't my self
it was someone else's identity
why do I need to prove my self
and who is the judge of my sanity.

Roaming through my old emotions
I find new feelings of misery
I bet my soul for a peace of truth
and dared my self to reality.

Life is a book and you have to reed it
Life is a story and you have to tell it
Life is a song and you have to sing it
You have to know how to live it!

Walking around with a thoughts on my mind
I'm searching a place where I'll be free
from all that is said and from all that it's done
It will be hard to find it inside of me.

I know that I've gotta try
No one can see me cry
I can't stand it anymore
I must find a way to let my self go.
Life is a book and you have to reed it
Life is a story and you have to tell it
Life is a song and you have to sing it
You have to know how to live it!

That is true; you know it don't you…