What has happened to true love,
the one that stands by side,
true to heart,
true to soul,
the one that won't
let go.
The one that fights to end,
and beyond,
past last breath?
Is this just a dream,
or some's way of life.
Cut me open,
see inside,
this nothing
to hide.
Once so proud of
what I be,
is that still
inside of me?
Now, who is
who I am?
Where did I go?
The me I know?
Did I just stand by
and watch me go?
Find me,
help me
find me,
if I still be,
who I be.
