Who am I ?

Does anyone hear the clouded whispers of the shadows in my head?

Can't tell if their voices of the future or fucking shadows of the dead.

Chasing a light that can't be reached, while being followed by soles of the past. losing touch with my very own mind, the new voices come hard and fast. screaming in darkness to catch that light, while waisting time with sleepless nights. Some piece of me is missin'.

People tell me.

But who am I to listen?

Waves of time washing me away, slowly taking me to the end of my days. first strength of the body.

then strength of the mind .

Perhaps the voices are telling me what to do.

telling me what's expected.

telling me what's good or bad.

FUCK THAT!

I'll be the one to decide what's what. the voices can't decide.

I'll run through the world.

never run.

never hide.

Still screaming in the darkness to catch that light.

still wasting time with sleepless nights. some piece of me is missin'.

people telling me, but who am I to listen?

FUCK THAT!