I hate anticipating moving on Cause I know I will always end up on my own Slow days sleep inside my bed till half past noon I broke my promise to myself i'd make this home Imbalance in my brain Why would I wake I'm so ashamed to be me I'm watching my reflection Who's the man who lost himself A clouded frame It's a photograph my father took when he was just my age With his life together time will tell if I can do the same I hate that I wanna be someone I've found that social media can make you numb Self-worth derived from likes and people you don't know I'm gonna write another postcard to my mom Imbalance in my brain Why would I wake I'm so ashamed to be me I'm watching my reflection Who's the man who lost himself A clouded frame It's a photograph my father took when he was just my age With his life together time will tell if I can do the same It's a photograph my father took when he was just my age With his life together time will tell if I can do the same I know I know I will I know I I know I will I know I I know I will I know I I know I will I know I