Sometimes I question my human existence,
I am lost in the twilight zone, inside my own complexed mind,
I am truly very misunderstood,
My life has its ups, and downs,
I am sometimes lost for words, silence surrounds my life,
Who Am I, for I truly do not know,
I may run early in the morning,
A morning run clears my head, and senses,
I am so mixed up,
My feelings of emotions get so bottled up,
I create my own wall,
I must learn to deal with life in a new positive way,
My human existence is a gift from the God above in heaven,
Who Am I
