What is your purpose?

What is your strength?

What is your goal?

What is your meaning?

What are you dreaming of?

What is your plan?

What are you claiming?

What is your life?

They ask

Who are you?

What are you?

Have you decided, too?

Can you tell?

Can you show?

Can you call yourself

A pro?

So many voices, noises

And none of them know

Themselves how to grow

Why are you waiting?

Why don’t you move?

What are you seeking?

What will you prove?

Why are you silent?

Why don’t you fight?

What is your life

What feels right?

They ask,

They ask

Who are you?

What are you?

Have you decided, too?

Can you tell?

Can you show?

Can you call yourself

A pro?

They keep on asking

Like I’ve always got a plan

The thing is, I’m still searching

To know who I really am

So many voices, noises

And none of them know

Themselves how to grow