In Search for Reality
how i had wished to find myself.
for i was lost... in my self-created abyss.
i was lost in my own dwelling...
where i hide in fear.
but i think i have found, who
i really am. or so
i think. or so they think.
but why is it that i feel lost, still.
not in my dwelling, but
in myself.
my desperate search for what is real
led me into my own demise.
and i never knew how much i have lost now.
for in the beginning, i realize, i was never lost.
it was them.
them who thought i...
could be better.
them.
them.
them.
and now i wish to find myself,
from them self i have created to
please all of them.
for i have never felt more lost than i am now.