This is an issue that I'm well beyond, as anyone over 17 really ought to be. What I find interesting however, is the skill with which Maria Mena captures that whole teenage period where you're trying to find yourself, and your earliest experiences with love involve some re-defining yourself to make your significant other happy. Jeez I'm glad that part of growing up is behind me.
I wish you'd see it in my face
But I'm caught up in those long lost days
And how can I even make you see
When I don't even know me
Following my footsteps home
This time I'm walking all alone
Trying hard to be someone I don't even know
I feel like a shadow
Walking behind who you think I am
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