When you are born, Your world is so small Mother’s lap & father’s shoulder Is all you know of. And then you grow up Startled that the business of life is very mean And before you realize You are turned into a machine. While you make money, drink, dance and chill out all you hear is noises and Voices die out. You don’t even know how long you’ve been pretending Being a person, you never thought of So why not once be your innocent self And damn the showing of We always portray what we wanna be We never cherish what we actually are We become a person of other’s want And our true self stands far So being yourself is not that bad It’s mighty hard I agree but it may well turn you on and stand on top and bounce and flee!!!