But once you realize
That the hole you
Have been sitting in
Is nothing but a circle
You drew around yourself
With a chalk crayon
Made of your own insecurities
And all you need to do
Is swipe your hand across
That line, you will finally
Understand it never mattered
What the world will see
But all in what you think
You need to be
And the simple truth was
That you had the power
All along to set yourself free