I Was Me

I wore borrowed colors through the old town rain

Kept my real name folded in a paper chain

Smiled for the cameras, nodded on cue

But every quiet window showed me something true

Then the last train sighed, the street went still

I heard my own heart climb the hill

I was me before the world said who to be

I was me underneath the noise and make-believe

Now I walk with both feet on the ground, finally free

No more hiding, no more running—I was me

Found my jacket hanging by the kitchen door

Dust on the shoulders from the life I wore

Took a bus past the school where I learned to bend

Saw my younger face in the glass again

I told that kid, “You don’t have to change”

Some roads get wider when you leave the cage

I was me before the world said who to be

I was me underneath the noise and make-believe

Now I walk with both feet on the ground, finally free

No more hiding, no more running—I was me

Let the old names fall like coins from my hand

Let the hard years draw a map in the sand

If tomorrow asks me what I came to see

I’ll say, “I came back home to me”

I was me before the world said who to be

I was me underneath the noise and make-believe

Now I walk with both feet on the ground, finally free

No more hiding, no more running—I was me

No more hiding, no more running

I was me, I am me