Who, am i?
Just another individual?
Another person with no emotion?
Values and morals nowhere to be seen.
Of all the things that mean nothing do i really mean something?
And to whom it may concern,
i am not who you see,
i am nothing less important then a stone in a creek.
Lying in the depths of time simply oblique to the eye.
Trying to be something that i am not, a child in denial looking for the one thing that makes me whole.
That thing i'll never find,
cause i'm living a lie.
and i will always wonder who am i?
