I move through my life, but forget how i lived.
I sleep in the thought of how i will awake.
I see my life and feel empty.
So i must ask myself. Do i exist? if so, is it worth anything.
I am a stranger. one who looks around to see all and judge not.
I am a friend. To see them and feel safe.
I am lost. I see my true love and speak not of her.
I am fallen. I see death and do not fear it.
