Every day i look into green eyes
As they stare back from the mirror
I look into these eyes that arent mine
I look into eyes that are lonely
I walk amongst people with mothers and fathers
I walk past the hospital where mine were lost
I walk into a house that shouldnt be mine
I walk right over nameless headstones
Reaching into darkness yearning
Blind fumblings in the cold cold dark
screaming out so they might find me
Afraid to listen for a response
My life is an unanswered question
My life is some paperwork in a file
My life is a name that isnt mine
My life is empty without a past.
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