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