When I finally seem to find myself
I end up lost
I've told the mirror I don't want to be you
She's heard that before
She can only smile at me when she hears it now
On the outside im always smiling
I've been called a pastel queen for my bright colors
But on the inside everything is a little dim
At least it isn't raining
Hopefully i can be found
Since I've seemed to have lost my way
