Thrown into this life with a blind sense,
Never given reason or doubt for what we are,
I sit and try and find my purpose,
Imprisioned in this life without memories or hope,
And sometimes I feel as though my Soul is frozen in time,
I feel as though I am lost within my head,
In a trap of my own making,
And with all my might and will power I try and figure,
Reason with myself on what I am,
But I find there is no answer,
Sometimes I feel as though I am frozen in time,
And my memories have been stolen from me,
Taken and burned into ash,
And I shall never know who I am and what I am,
And I cry in the darkness all alone....