Hey, my best friend is digital, and so am I,
So you think I'm a freak, but that's a lie,
You don't know what I hide...
Maybe you don't want to.
Hieroglyphs spell out messages to me,
Ways to set our friends free.
Within this writing may be the key...
But not to heal my soul.
My parents, they see me, but I can't see them,
Sometimes I don't know quite who I am.
So I hide in this computer, so no one else can hurt me...
Maybe today those Hieroglyphics, writing on the wall,
Will show me my family...