[A moment of understanding is all one needs to feel more than mortal] As a dreamer I've had my moments as a visionary I've solved every riddle with ease Made easy work of the puzzle that's me Seen from within what is seen from without Felt removed from all traces of doubt About myself My life And my stonewalled waking hell Daydreaming I have often hoped for clarity I've longed for the answers I need Played hide and seek with the nature of me I've prayed in vain for a part of myself, my prey To feel removed from all traces of doubt About himself His life And his stonewalled waking hell How and why? Who am I? How can I ever hope to be the real me? From Letras Mania