When I was little I decieded to become a happy person when I grow up. Not a singer or a writer, just happy. In high-school I had a test, and they asked me what I wanted to be after school. I said I wanted to be happy. My teacher said I didn't understand the assignment. I said she didn't understand life.
Don’t lose who you are, in the blur of the stars
Seeing is deceiving, dreaming is believing,
It’s okay not to be okay…
Sometimes it’s hard, to follow your heart.
Tears don’t mean you’re losing, everybody’s bruising,
Just be true to who you are