Midnight of Consciousness
Thoughts so random hit me,
hit me and pique me at odd hours
Is it life I'm living ?
What forms my purpose ?
What holds my being ?
What forms my identity ?
Where hides my uniqueness ?
Do knock on my consciousness,
the queries longing for answers
Am I to mourn for someone I lost ?
Am I to brood over, so dear a thing I lost ?
Am I...
hit me and pique me at odd hours
Is it life I'm living ?
What forms my purpose ?
What holds my being ?
What forms my identity ?
Where hides my uniqueness ?
Do knock on my consciousness,
the queries longing for answers
Am I to mourn for someone I lost ?
Am I to brood over, so dear a thing I lost ?
Am I...