Rain, loneliness, pain... Oh, such all consuming pain..
Who am I ? What am I? Why am I?
Am seeking answers in the reflections from around me. When there is no surface to reflect, its like being pulled in to the most dense entity known to man. I am lost, I cant find myself, I am on the verge of being lost forever; not to be found by anyone because my being is not lit from within..
Am surrounded by people who look at me and see nothing, They look through me. They don't know I exist. Not even in the space-time warp.
Oh how long...is the wait... to be discovered, to be born, to be real, to live, to feel, to see myself reflected from a perfect mirror without distortions?
Who am I ? What am I? Why am I?
Am seeking answers in the reflections from around me. When there is no surface to reflect, its like being pulled in to the most dense entity known to man. I am lost, I cant find myself, I am on the verge of being lost forever; not to be found by anyone because my being is not lit from within..
Am surrounded by people who look at me and see nothing, They look through me. They don't know I exist. Not even in the space-time warp.
Oh how long...is the wait... to be discovered, to be born, to be real, to live, to feel, to see myself reflected from a perfect mirror without distortions?