I am growing up in a world full of problems.

A world that I am told I will have to fix.

Why do I have to fix problems that I didn't start?

Scars

People judge them...

You try to hide them...

But...

They are just a reminder that you are strong...

You can do anything you put your mind to...

You might get hurt...but you will be okay...

Hidden in the shadows 

Not sure where to go

I get lost at every turn I take

I look for the people I know but their faces are all blurry, I can't recognize anyone...

Hidden in the shadows