everybody told me that i'd be happy faces, just trying to erase the traces what came before me. now is a never ending thing, one moment turns into another. before i've the time to run from all the other ones and its so hard to live a dream. when the everything that they want you to be, is anything but me. so much confusion circling inside my head, what this one and that one said its all an illusion. because i'm still the same person no matter how fast i run. i'm trying to hold on to where it is i've come from.