As a dreamer
I`ve had my moments as a visionary
I`ve solved every riddle with ease
Made easy work of the puzzle that`s me
Seen from within what is seen from without
Felt removed from all traces of doubt
About myself
My life
And my stonewalled waking hell
Daydreaming
I have often hoped for clarity
I`ve longed for the answers I need
Played hide and seek with the nature of me
I`ve prayed in vain for a part of myself, my prey
To feel removed from all traces of doubt
About himself
His life
And his stonewalled waking hell
How and why?
Who am I?
How can I ever hope to be the real me?
Clarity