I wanted to be just like my brother
Strong and elite, full of restraint
I wanted to be all the resilience
But he wanted to be just the same
And we all grew up in the same imagination
And we all looked up to ourselves
And all we had was miscommunication
So, who was I to tell?
Was scared to grow up to be just like my mother
But didn't wanna be just another sheep
My cowardly feet could split the ocean
But that I couldn't see until I couldn't see
And my mom was blind, but she's got communication
And she's got some trust in me
If I could figure out how to get to graduation
Then maybe they'll see me