I get so tired of searching for me
Of lookin ‘round for who I am
Some days I’m lost but now you’ve found me
Some days I’m found but lost again

Hiding behind a mask they say is sad
But I don’t think that it’s so bad
If the mask is who I really am
Then I’m just hiding behind myself again

Some days it seems I’m lost again
In the struggle to find out who I am
I get so tired of seeking out
This person lost in my own doubt

The peace of knowing who I am
Comes now and then is gone again
This restlessness tears me apart
And the loneliness breaks my heart