I believe I have logic
Yet, I cannot find my brain

I believe I can see the future
Yet, I can not find myself

I believe I have a purpose
Yet, it might have been a dream

I believe I used to have a voice
Yet, I never make a sound

I believe I do what I've been told
Yet, I don't want anyone to come around

I can feel their eyes are watching me
Yet, no one is her, so I lose myself again

Sometimes I think I'm happy here
Yet, sometimes I still pretend

I can't remember how this got started
Yet, I can tell you exactly how it will end

I' hide my feelings
Yet, I never look for them

I'm still alive
Yet, I only bleed a little each day

I'm writing this on a little piece of paper
Yet, hoping someday I might find it

I wish this could have been any other way
Yet, I don't know what else I can do