Can I keep walking through this unknown woods, the black blue ocean,
the lonely beach with no shadow, the empitiness of my deep deep heart.
Is it there? Can I hear this? Is this real? Or is it just my imagination?
Do I have a choice? What am I? Who am I? Am I existing?
So many questions and yet so little answer.
The life I'm living, who knows this is real? Can I trust myself?
I am walking.
Through the cold cold empty fields to nowhere but the horizon I see.
I want to live, I want to love, I want so much more.
Maybe that's why I'm here. To search the meaning in where I stand.
I see me. You see me. We see eye to eye, heart to soul and words to words.
It's there. I'm here. I exist.