sometimes i wonder where would i be
should i have succeeded in overcomming
should i have had a chance in the race
should i have had a dream
but i've never been a runner
no, i was a dancer
really in tune with my feelings
too focused on the inside
to notice that outside, everything was changing
too scared to go on
i just curled up in the only place i knew where to hide
inwards
i miss the old me
the curious
the human database
the top of the class
the nerd
the experimental
i am not her
at least not anymore
the child grew up
and fear took the weel
all was left was a girl
wishing for her lost neverland
but i know deep down
she still leaves inside of me
