Maybe we are all a little afraid
To open our books and grab a pen
To look in the mirror and accept what we see
To change the images and plans we have made.
Maybe we are all here to be seen
To be seen and be heard
Yet we have all become just a little afraid
To speak the real words
The raw thoughts and despairs
We can run from the truths
And deflect the lies.
But now that I can
I am afraid to be me
to take off the mask
And sincerely be free