In my own search for who i am
it it when i get lost that i feel the most like me
fumbling and blind to everything
yet seeing it all for the first time
so who am i if i am just lost wondering
feeling my way through out this being with my feet and heart
searching for an answer that I have
yet choose to think there is more too
how can i keep being without knowing who i am
from person to person my existence changes
falling from high to low and shinning to dull without a warning
my person is full of these contradictions
leaving my true self shielded behind all the unseen questions
it it when i get lost that i feel the most like me
fumbling and blind to everything
yet seeing it all for the first time
so who am i if i am just lost wondering
feeling my way through out this being with my feet and heart
searching for an answer that I have
yet choose to think there is more too
how can i keep being without knowing who i am
from person to person my existence changes
falling from high to low and shinning to dull without a warning
my person is full of these contradictions
leaving my true self shielded behind all the unseen questions