Getting Lost

Surrounded by my emptiness,
Talking to the wall,
Dreaming of reality,
Nothing's making sense at all.
Getting lost inside my mind,
Only to find I'm too small,
If I were to fall down,
There's no telling how far I'd fall.

Twisting me into haves,
And have knots,
Overshadowed by my thoughts,
Wondering who I am without my mind,
Without my place in time.
When they take away what's left of me,
What will be left to find?
And who will be there to find it,
Or will they be too blind?

Look inside your honest answers,
And find your own truths,
Question your questions,
And answer your answers,
To find your true roots,
Your life is the answer to what you find,
Realize life has started,
Let yourself not be blind.