"Can you hear it? The quiet voice inside… It asks, ‘Who am I? What am I waiting for?’" Behind the chalk lines, I trace my thoughts, Echoes in hallways, connections are lost. I look out the window, the sky’s so wide, But my heart’s a maze where truths collide. The whispers grow louder, they won’t let me be, A storm in my chest that I can’t set free. I’m chasing reflections, unsure what is true, Hoping someday, they’ll see me too. Why? Why? Why? The voice within my heart, Where's the answer? Where do I start? Question the truth, I’m breaking through. Quest for light, a quiet view. Quake inside, the answers cue. Quick to rise, my soul renew. The clock keeps ticking, but time feels still, Each second reminds me, I’m climbing uphill. Smiles and laughter, they feel out of place, But maybe I’m the one lost in the race. The mirror reflects what I try to erase, A shadow of doubt, a familiar face. Hiding the cracks, but they always show, Is there someone who’d truly know? Why? Why? Why? The voice within my heart, Where's the answer? Where do I start? Question the truth, I’m breaking through. Quest for light, a quiet view. Quake inside, the answers cue. Quick to rise, my soul renew. "Do you see me now? The real me? "