I once used to live a lie.

I seem destined to live in a cave, where I would eventually die.

Pressured to believe, pressured like us all.

Pressured to accept as truth, the shadows on the wall.

One day given a choice, a chance to be free.

To go into the light and find the true meaning of me.

I see a man, failing to see. Failing to figure out who he was meant to be.

I help him see the light, he lets out a cry.

I say to him, I was once like you.

I once used to live a lie.