Who are You?

Who are you she asks furiously

I avoid the question and try to flee

Run far away to the hills

My feet begin to ache and I get chills

Look forward never back she grins

Life passing by my face and all my sins

Voices streaming through my head

Dealing with them is what I dread

Laughter runs through my mind

It is me who I am trying to find

Written by Lanis

February 01, 2002