Who have I become
In this place far from home?
Everything around me seems so twisted
Sometimes it feels like I’m being tested

How did I ever get here?
I’m lost, scared and confused here and there
My hope seems to have gone with the wind
My dreams seem to have faded with full speed

Its like I’m seeking to be freed
From what’s not holding me bound…..Freed?
Its like I’m in someone else’s skin
Paying for someone else’s sin.

Sometimes I hear a voice in my head
Telling me not to be afraid
But is that even possible
In this place of the impossible?

This picture of me which I have painted
Is it really who I am, or what I have made up in my head?
Who have I become
In this place I now call home?