Who am I what am I?
Am I awake or am I sleeping?
Is everything just a bad dream
Am I the injured and suffering man
Or am I still the little kid who locked himself in a closet
Hidden Behind all the lies behind closed doors.
Walls so high and unbreakable that no one can get through.
Where the light went out and the nightmares began
So where are the answers where is the truth?
Who the hell am I?
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