A Stranger To Myself
A Stranger To Myself
Someone else’s nightmares
push away my dreams,
Losing my direction,
as they fall apart and die.
Startled by the angst reflection
captured by a mirror,
I look for a familiar face,
one I’ve known for years.
Blind to life’s true meaning,
deaf to my own pleas,
Trapped inside my body
made of other people’s lies.
How could this be happening,
my mind belongs to me,
Controlled by someone else,
I’m a stranger to myself.
Brainwashed.
Copyright© 2007 all rights reserved
Someone else’s nightmares
push away my dreams,
Losing my direction,
as they fall apart and die.
Startled by the angst reflection
captured by a mirror,
I look for a familiar face,
one I’ve known for years.
Blind to life’s true meaning,
deaf to my own pleas,
Trapped inside my body
made of other people’s lies.
How could this be happening,
my mind belongs to me,
Controlled by someone else,
I’m a stranger to myself.
Brainwashed.
Copyright© 2007 all rights reserved
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