I can’t say if it’s real 
That you’re laying here with me 
It feels so good … this can’t be you 
No … this is something new 
hoax, a silly joke or just a lie
I don’t know if this is [bad word] 
Or just another dream of you 
I can’t forget 
I know that this sounds mad 
But not as mad as anything you say
Being me … is everything I’ve got 
Being me … is everything that stays 
When everybody else will fail …
And if it’s real what did it take 
Just to get here to this place? 
I gave so much … I cannot say 
And now i ask myself 
What it might be this time … just to stay
And if it’s [bad word]  what is it worth? 
All these years an all the hurting … all the pain … 
Is it worth to hate … 
I couldn’t help to grow inside myself?
Being me … is everything I’ve got 
Being me … is everythig that stays 
When everybody else will fail …
Being me … being myself … 
Indeed I’ve learned my lesson well … 
Being me … Being myself 
At least not anybody else …