All of us have secrets, that much is known,
But we all eventually have to return to reality.
Away from our thoughts that have us roam.
To a place where we make our own history.
Maybe then we can truly be free.

After this school year, I hope to truly be free
To live life how I'm meant to be.
Go to Yale, get my degree,
And learn the ins and outs of Psychology.
If only these thoughts can let me be.

Maybe then I can truly be me.
Who knows, maybe I'll find the love of my life
And see if we're truly meant to be.
Do people like me ever get 'Happily Ever After?'
No, we get judged and told you shouldn't be.

I hope in time I can learn to trust,
That people don't always let you down.
It's all about having faith in the ones you love
And hoping that they don't judge you for being,
Who you're truly meant to be.