Who Am I?
I am always wondering who I am. I thought I knew but you took that with you when you took my heart. I am standing here just waiting for you to bring it back to me. I find pieces of me here and there when I meet someone new thinking this time I have found myself. I turn to the glue and the pieces dont fit. Deep down I know who i am or who i want to be. There is just no one out there to bring it out of me.