I can't remember how long it's been
Since I questioned the who, what, where, why and when
Shall we begin?
Who am I sometimes?
Who was I before?
Who is it that makes me shine?
Because at times
The words that come from my mouth
Sound as if I'm talking blind
What can I be?
What is the one thing I love?
What can I do to make you love me?
Because at times
The notion of the world in motion
Grips the boundaries of my mind
Where am I going?
Where can I go to know?
Where the days put a rest to their glow?
Because at times
The brightness of the day
Won't obtain what they're looking to find
Why do I believe?
Why can't I tell the difference?
Why can't brown eyes see what green ones see?
Because at times
The goal that stands inches from my reach
loves to watch my skin grind
When will this end?
When the sky falls?
When the colors blend?
Because at times
The wind brings with it the future
And the past gets left behind
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