I look myself back in the mirror
And try accepting the reflection
It makes me angry to be struggling
And listing all the imperfections

I know the secret to be happy
It’s not in chasing any patterns
I wanna feel free in my own skin
No need to live up by their standards

Still feeling like a failure
Still searching for the wisdom
I’m witch in the making
Each day I’m getting stronger
I’ll show you what I’m made of
I’m witch in the making

Still feeling like a failure
Still searching for the wisdom
I’m witch in the making
Each day I’m getting stronger
I’ll show you what I’m made of
I’m witch in the making