Everyone

In times like these, I write to feel my worth To feel myself To be a man, a lover, and a friend It seems my world, is deeper in the end I search for truth within the life I live, I question this Is it worth it in the end cause Am I really who I want to be Am I who I set on out to be Am I really me, or Am I just another colour in the box Am I really who I want to be Am I who I set on out to be Am I really me, or Am I just another colour in the box To be a son, a brother and a king This is my world, but I need more in my life The songs I make, they tell you where I've been They turn my world, into pages in a book The words I sing will come from deep within They will be my guide, to the answers that I need Am I really who I want to be Am I who I set on out to be Am I really me, or Am I just another colour in the box Am I really who I want to be Am I who I set on out to be Am I really me, or Am I just another colour in the box Am I really me or Am I just another colour in the box Am I really me or Am I just another colour in the box Am I really me or Am I just another colour in the box Am I really me Am I really who I want to be Am I who I set on out to be Am I really me, or Am I just another colour in the box Am I really who I want to be Am I who I set on out to be Am I really me, or Am I just another colour in the box