Текст: Kamchatka. Who Am I?.

Who am I?
What's my game?
I can not
stay the same.

I never stopped to think
I am a product of my expectation
of what others expect from me.
That I expect more from myself
than I do from anyone else
is something I have not been able to see.

Who am I?
What's my game?

I can not
stay the same.

I have to pick myself apart
so I can make a brand new start
once I have sorted out the muddle at hand,
and when I put myself together
I'll be built to last forever
and then finally I must come to understand
who I am.