The words I speak put shape to someone else's thoughts
I am uniquely defined by the person I am not
My face is lined with the evidence of someone else life
And my racing mind finds paths of personality and faithfully
Connects familiar dots

All I want is to have something that is mine
From the start every part of me chosen not assigned
All I want is know for certain that my wanting is my own
And I own what is mine and what is mine is mine alone

I'm known to speak in a simulated sort of sounding voice
Its been so long I can no longеr tell if its by choice
I could pretеnd to be any sort of person I suppose
But whats the point id still be an imitation of a human
I'd still never fit my clothes

All I know is that there's nothing that's been mine
From the start, every part of me chosen by design
All I what is to be the person no one ever thought id be
I don't want to be anyone but me

So please...

Is there something new for me under the sun?
Is there a rock unturned?
Is there a new trick up a hidden sleeve that this old dog can learn?
Is there a story doomed to repeat? Or is this a bridge I can burn? And can I find treasure in trash of another man?
I hope I can
That's all I want

All I want is to have something that is mine
From the start, every part of me chosen not assigned
All I want is to know for certain that the wanting is my own
And I own what is mine and what is mine is mine alone
And what is mine is what I want
And what I want is what I want

That's all I want...