Who I Am

There are little things

Small thoughts

That cling to the core of who I am

Tiny pieces I picked up along the way

Became a part

Of who I thought

For the longest part

I was

If I let it go

Maybe I'll finally know

If it's enough to be exactly who I am

If it starts making sense

If it starts sinking in

Maybe I'll know where that all ends and I begin

Who I am

Who I am

Who I am

There are little things

Long days

Memories that shape what I've become

Who I wanted to be

And where I belong

Some were golden

Some were like stones

And some are weighing on me

If I let it go

Maybe I'll finally know

If it's enough to be exactly who I am

If it starts making sense

If it starts sinking in

Maybe I'll know where that all ends and I begin

Who I am

Who I am

And I wanna grow old

And not just get there

And I wanna be someone when I die

Who I am

If I let it go

Maybe I'll finally know

If it's enough to be exactly who I am

If it starts making sense

If it starts sinking in

Maybe I'll know where that all ends and I begin

Who I am

Who I am

Who I am

Who I am