Who am I now?

Who am I now?

Where do I fit?

How do I stand tall?

Maybe I'll just sit.

I don't know who to be after my parade,

I feel like this part of my life is the charade.

When you join in that party, you're confident. You're cool.

Then you go back to work and you feel like a fool.

So who am I now?

And where do I fit?

I can still stand tall!

I won't be made to sit!

I'm still the same person who rocked that parade

The person inside is not a charade.

I can still be confident. I can still be cool.

I will not let anyone make me the fool.