I feel at times
I am not me
Who can it be;
If I am not me?
I feel at times
my realm, I seek
If it isn't with me;
Where else can it be?
I feel at times
I wanna break free
Am I so bound;
that I cannot break free?
As I seek to find
what's my true
I walk under skies
gray n' blue
I see, I hear,
I touch, I feel
I sift the unreal
from the real
Boundless and bare
lies my realm there
Where fear is a myth
and hatred a rare
The day I leave
all my pains behind
my true purpose in life
I will surely find
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