Who am I?
Sometimes I look out my window
And I wonder,
Where'd these past few years go?
And I realize,
I can barely remember things that happened
A little over three years ago.
And I realize,
That some of the best things in my life,
Were actually just dreams I had each night.
And I wonder,
What my life is like
Outside of my perception,
Outside of my mind?
What I must act like
To someone who's heart
Is not like mine?
hat I must look like
To someone who's eyes
Are different from mine?
hat I must seem like
To someone who's mind
Is far from mine?
What I must be like
To someone who's life
Is not my own?
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