Where do we go?
Where do we go to find ourselves?
In the shadows beneath my eyes,
In the darkness behind my back.
Where can we hide from the sun?
Where do we go when the sun is gone?
But where must we go?
Where do we cry, unseen?
The light pins me to the wall,
Exposing every frailty.
Why do we resist?
Why should we care?
Still, where must we go?
Why do we resist?
Why should we care?
Still, where must we go?
Know where?
No-where.
Stay right here.
You won't find yourself there.
You always find yourself here,
Within, in your mind.