When a still frame stares me right in the face
I can’t find a feeling even close to grace
When picture frames don’t show the real you
When an image can’t describe what you’ve been though
Can you tell me, honestly, what you see
When your self portrait is your true identity?
I wear my heart on my sleeve
It’s so hard to believe that my picture’s worth
Is worth a thousand words
In you, I made the right choice but how can I be the voice
When I can't see myself the way that you do?
When a frame from the wall stares me in the face
I still feel I haven’t discovered my place
When picture frames show what I don’t want to see
Such a broken mislead identity
Can you tell me, honestly, what you see
When your self portrait is your true identity?
Oh God, I’m such a mess
My picture doesn’t show the real me
Oh God, where is my identity?
I can’t find it!
