Lost

Have you ever looked around and felt

Like everyone else knew where to go?

Like everyone had a plan,

a spark, a flow

And you were just standing still in the snow?

Your friends are moving forward,

finding their way

Some getting married,

some starting careers today

And that small voice asks

late at night in your head

"What am I doing with my life?" it said

But what if feeling lost is just a sign?

A signal that you've outgrown your old design?

Not a proof that you are broken or left behind

Just a transition of a beautiful kind (ooh-ooh)

Growth arrives disguised as confusion and doubt

It feels messy and cold

when you're figuring it out

You're not who you were,

but not yet who you'll be

In the space between where you're learning to see

We compare our raw,

behind-the-scenes mistakes

To the highlight reels that everyone else makes

Don't measure your worth

by a half-hidden view

There's a quiet strength unfolding inside of you

There is nothing wrong with you

(nothing at all) Just take your time

You're doing fine