I look inside to find who I am
such complex realities
how can I understand me
where do I need to look
what do I need to see

what is the truth
about me
am I really who I think I am
or am I just a speck of dust?

I love
but what is love
is it something that I can hold
or is it something
that will always be around the
next corner

I wander through the valleys
of my mind
looking for me
at times I think I see
then suddenly
I slip away

Is life a dream
or is it a joke
why do some grasp it
and others simply
not find the way