The true me

I look in the mirror
I know not what I see
The man in the mirror
That is not me

The man in the mirror
I do not know
See I'm not who I was
Just a few years ago

My body is beaten, battered
Even torn apart
But what hurts the most
Is my broken heart

I've lost use of my arm
Even sight in one Eye
Each day when I awake
I ask God why can't I just die

If I could go back to change one thing
What do you think I would do
I'd suffer through this pain
Just to be with you

They said have faith in God
And things would change
My life only got worse
Now isn't that strange

I almost lost faith
When he took my Dad
My business then you..
That was everything I had

So this man that you see
It isn't me
Just a cursed soul waiting to die
Waiting patiently....