Alone and tired I search
This thing called existence
Trying to find a place
Any place where I can belong

Alone even when surrounded
I fight to find myself
Hidden behind dark forbidding walls
Like a child afraid of the light

Lost and alone I wander
Through this world called reality
Looking through eyes that are clouded
By fear and pain surrounded by darkness

Will I always search?
Am I doomed to wander?
Will walls always hide the real me?
In this life or must I wait until anoth
er one?

OK so what do you think! WARNING: May have posted this before under a friends username but I'm not sure!