Have You Seen My Sanity?

Who I am I, Why am I here?  
What do I feel, why do I fear?
I’ve realized I don’t know how I feel  
above all that I can’t tell what’s real
My mind is floating above my body
And things are beginning to get quite foggy
 
I’m living, walking, doing, and talking
But in the process I find myself often gawking  
To live in the present, that has expired
For a working mind would be required
 
I’m here right now, no that is a lie
I wish I was, please believe me I try
I can’t change the fact that I can only see
I wish I could feel, see that’s my plea
 
I miss the breeze and the raw reality
And when I lived in thick vitality  
I think death would be my favorite song
But then again, in a way I’m already gone