Who am I

I might know what you want me to say
I might show what you did take away
I might know the answers for what you pray
I might sing the ocean and limit the sky
But I never know who I am
Who am I and what with I fighting to try.

I might draw the pictures that never been drawn
I might cry the blood speaking the rejection
I might fight like a king wearing no crown
I might find the place of my final destination
But I never could see me losing
Who am I and what worth much made me crying.

I might make me feel like real without trying
I might know life’s much too short for denying
I might ask an angel why the sun is out graying
I might not do as I did everyday as you finding
But I never find how I get there
Who am I and how I wasted myself before dying.