There are times when for me the sun no longer shines and then, when people ask me, “Who are you? ” I know no more than they do. I no longer know what’s true, I just hope I’ll be able to be shining through All this confusion in my mind; In all this chaos Maybe the truth I shall be able to find, Even if I’ll have to leave the past behind.
Brought just a little tear to the corner of my eye. Just excellent. If you write anything else, I'd like to read it.
