Who can claim to know me
when i know not what i be?
Born in shadows living in light
where can i find my one delight?
Lost found and lost again
hunting seeking searching for some small gain

Lone i am though surounded i be
wondering a vast hall
with many levels hidden by all

lost and afraid
alone and frayed

I know not who i am
but for all before me
what can i be?

cast aside no better than a doll
trying as i might still bound to fall

a ghost i feel
being slicker than an eel

try as i may
my all do i give
time for the heart to be bared
in hopes by all to be spared