And I Wonder....

Sometimes I look into my eyes

and starring back like the clear blue skies

is an empty shell, without a soul

and cold as the plains of the north pole.

and I wonder....What am I?

No damn emotions inside me to track

no footprints in the snow when I look back

just numbness and nothing, bitter cold

is that me in the mirror, am I growing old?

and I wonder....Who am I?

Here I am, hel--lo, I am here

between hell and heaven, I don't know where

just vacant and empty, an abandoned well

what can I do, someone do tell.

and I wonder....What do I do?

Its like an alarm bell sounded loud

and out dispersed this big huge crowd

leaving me here all alone

a sack of dry, dead,  lifeless bones.

and I wonder....Where am I?

Did I disappear? Am I in there?

If I am will someone tell me where?

And I cut myself to see if I bleed

to see if there's a spirit who needs to be freed.

and I wonder....How am I?

Am I hiding out in camouflage?

am I in some sort of battle, why do I dodge?

sometimes I'm my own worst enemy

what will it take for me to see?

and I wonder....What do I look like?

Will there be a happy ending? I can't say for sure

will there be a miracle, will there be a cure?

All I can do is try as I might

continue the battle, continue the fight. 

and I wonder....How strong am I?

One day I'm certain I'll recognize me

don't know how long the wait will be

but I know when it happens I'll make a friend

I'll hold her close, I'll hold her hand.

and I'll wonder...Where have you been, my friend?