I'm sick of being anonymous,
cloaking myself with the shadows of others.
I want to feel the brilliant sunlight.
Can you hear me now?
I hated being referred to as “That girl”
“That girl” has a name.
Can you hear me now?
The fact of the matter is,
“That girl” is gone.
"That girl" is creating her own life.
Can you hear me now?
I'm creeping back into the sunlight,
I'm feeling the warmth crawl up my spine,
lighting me up inside.
Can you hear me now?
How could I have lived so long without knowing about this?
This gem of life that I was missing.
How did I ever live my life without happiness?
Can you hear me now?
I'm whispering my name to you.
Can you hear me now?
No more being anonymous.
I'm going to make you scream my name.
Because you hear me now.
