Who are you and who am I? Are we pretending or are we really alive? How will we know which one of us is real? How will we know who is wrong and who is right?
I don't know myself very well anymore Things that used to make sense must have got lost in the storm When did it all change? When did I start to be Someone who doesn't feel very much like me?
Was it lost lovers or was it the fears Was it the friendships I've lost over years? Was it the changes or was it the fall or Was it the stories that I've never told? Was it the people or was it the life or was it the songs that I couldn't write? Or was it just me Is this just fate Is this the person that I'm meant to be meant to be meant to be
Am I naive or am I just lonely? Cos I've given up on a world I once thought was holy I was the oceans and I was the trees so why does this place feel so unfamiliar to me?
The cynic in me is calling my name I seem to be miserably losing this game of trusting and loving and wanting to be the best and the worst but the cynic in me is winning
When did it all change? When did I start to be Someone who doesn't feel very much like me?