WHO AM I



IS MY LIFE REALLY THE WAY IT SHOULD BE



HAVE I REALLY SEEN AS MUCH OF THE WORLD THAT I CAN SEE



AM I REALLY HAPPY WITH WHAT I HAVE OR ARE THE WORDS SPOKEN ALL



JUST A LIE



OF ALL THE QUESTIONS ASKED ONE REMAINS WHO AM I



IM ANGRY ABOUT MY SHORTNESS OF MEMORY FOR MY BROTHER I DO



MISS



I WOULD TRADE SO MANY THINGS TO GET IT BACK SO MANY THINGS



WOULD BE ON THAT LIST



I WAS ONCE ASKED HOW WOULD I FEEL WHEN THAT DAY WOULD COME



THAT HE WOULD DIE



I DIDN’T KNOW THE ANSWERE THEN BUT THE QUESTION REMAINS WHO



AM I



IS THE HEART REALLY MEANT TO BE BROKEN



THE DEFINITION OF SILENCE IS FORGIVABLE WORDS UNSPOKEN



AM I THE ONE THAT NEED HIM TO FORGIVE ME



AFTER HE DOES WILL THE NIGHTMEARS END AND I STOP CRYING MYSELF



TO SLEEP



I JUST WANT TO STOP BEING SOO ANGRY AND ASKING THE SAME



QUESTION WHY



I JUST WANT TO GO BACK IN THE DAY WHEN I DIDN’T HAVE TO ASK WHO



AM I……………