Being

 This role I play of being me

The person that I chose to be

The butterfly that chose to run

And has been told flying's no fun

The mirror I have been to you

You called yourself some bad names too

Stuck in a tower 2 decades

"The world is mean, you have no friends"

I had to let my hair grow long

The way Rapunzel did, to leave

But you would always cut it short

Another leaf, another leaf

I dreamed of stories I have lived

But mostly those that I forgot 

Because I swore when I returned

I'll work with only what I got

I dream of things I do not seek

But in my dreams, it's nice to peek

I don't want to let my dreams leak

'Cause after all, I am asleep.