I keep looking at myself
And it’s so hard to see who I am
Who will I be?
All I know is that I don't know me
Nobody knows me
Let alone me
What have I become to be?

My future dreams are shrouded in mystery
They come and go
Day by day, they run and blow
I am afraid of the days ahead of me
I don't see any future for me
I have been searching around
For the image that best fits me
Alas, nothing it seems
I'm a chameleon
Living in a dream with transient dreams

I've dreamt too much, yet lost too much
I know I am awake, but my mind is at stake
My focus is fading
Chaotically beyond my reach

My mind seems lost
And my body feels without a surface
Floating around in distant space
As I float
Waiting hopelessly for nothing
Colorless and empty without a face