Who is this man before me, whys he act the way he does?
why can't he stay himself? He is obviously loved.
why can't he keep it together? why can't he keep it straight?
why does he feel he always has, so much on his plate?
Tryin to break though but can't seem to break out,
speakin in jibberish, but no real words seem to come out.
tryin this mind on for size, can't seem to find my way.
all these negative memories are always in the way.
I cant seem to run from it, i cannot try to hide,
all these feelings keep piling up inside.
Tryin to be the man that i've always wanted to be,
afraid of what you think you saw, and also what you see.
Never can i measure up to who i want to be.
Never will i be anything more than what you see.
I am what I am, I am not who I choose to be,
if i chose who i wanted to be, i wouldnt choose me.
Its so rough, and its so rocky, and i always, always, try.
when its rocky, when its rough, all i can do is sigh.
My problem is i love this girl but my mind is never right,