Who Am I?
I know my name
i know my face
But who exactly am i?
Im trapped in this foreign body still searching for the real me.
To explain this feeling?
Its like traveling in a dark tunnel that has no end
You never see the light , its just a constant ongoing battle of darkness
This darkness will forever leave you wondering and haunting you.
My friends, My parents, everyone who ive met
swear to me that they know me more than i know myself
However, how is that possible?
If i dont even know me then how could i portray to you who i really am?
Lies, Lies ,Lies
This whole cold world that we live in are made up of lies.
You never know whos with and whos not
never know who would keep their promise of "being there till the end"
Thats another part of finding myself
Your always left wondering, Can i really Trust this person of helping me find ....me?