One would only think it strange,
to see his life had rearranged
to fit in someone else's needs,
but who would ever know things changed?
So heart-to-heart, with frozen doubt,
we continue on the pleasing route,
and forget about our own true path,
the purpose life is all about.
Then while our thoughts lay broken, scattered,
in some misplaced and empty clatter,
we gather our dreams and hold on tight,
before our whole self-conscience shatters.
For I am me, and you are you,
and things are best when acted true.
Besides, I like you as yourself,
always discovering something new.