i've lost my identity
it's possible that I never had it
i don't know how to find it
where to look
or if it exists
i feel vulnerable without it
what do strange eyes see
what if they really see me
not the me in the mirror
not who I would like to be
will they be sympathetic
and say he never had a chance
or will they pause, look deeper
see nothing, continue on
with the memory, the haunting vision...
the haunting vision, wake up at night thinking
that could have been me,
but i'd never get into that position,
reassured of the safety go back to sleep,
only to be once again startled by the fleeting echo,
a distant unclear memory
flashes without form
long enough to make its presence known
and then is gone again,
i am a memory in my dreams,
but i know i'm a hiccup in reality
