Who Am I?

Who Am I? Who Am I?
Does what I like tell people who I am?
Does the way I look or talk tell them?
Do they judge me by what they see?
Do they know me better than I do myself?
Who Am I? How do I find myself?
I have no where to turn. I have nothing.
I stand among the crowds of people, alone.
Is there vision of me clear?
Do they know me? Do I know myself?
What do I want? Love? Live?
What is my fate? Who will I become?
What good will come of my passing?
WHat signifigance lies in my life?
Where is MY justice? WHen is MY time?
Now? Now? Yes NOW! Now is the only time.
But who am I, Who will I be?
How do I go on? How do I not.
No they only see what they want to see. 
THey do not know me, I don't even know me.
Please, please help me find myself.
Let me rest. Let me be alone.
Let me find myself. Let me find my love.
Who am I? Who Am I?


Crowe