Am I really who I think I am…?
am I the man I know…?
can I really be what I know of me…
or just part of someone's show?
I doubt sometimes the way things fall
always tragedy and pain
I sometimes long to say goodbye…
but hope shines through again.
Always brought to nightmares edge
then thrown a ray of light
I cling to faith and what will be…?
then thrown to hell to fight.
Can I really be who I think I am
when so many others think I'm not?
can I really be what I know of me…
or just someone you forgot?
