• I am the dream I wish to become
    I am the truth beneath concealed skin
    I am the person who can laugh and can cheer
    I am the person who can screech and can cry

    I am the puzzle wrapped in some clothes
    I am the demon locked in the heart
    I am the icicle frozen in place
    I am the volcano spouting the steam

    I am the human struggling from dark
    I am the spirit kidnapping from light
    I am the hands that are shaking each other
    I am the hands pocketing fearful secrets

    I am the white and I am the grey
    And we are the flipsides
    Of who you think you know