Why am I here?
What’s my purpose?
Who am I and do I exist?
Falling slowly
Breaking Quickly
I can’t seem to find a grip
Hands keep slipping
Fingers reaching
I will find no rest tonight
Flashing pictures
Losing my mind
So familiar, this stranger I see
He calls me puppet
Just a mistake
Broken vessel, a waste of time
They’re my best friends
God I miss them
But I can’t go back to them like this
He says he can help me
Show me the truth
But says it’s my choice to make