Who Am I?

I look in the mirror and what do I see?
An empty reflection staring at me....

When did it become empty I don't really know,
It seems like one day my soul just decided to go.

As I walk through the woods known as life,       
it seems as though I just lose sight-sight of who I was,
and who I am meant to be...

When all I want is to just find the real me.

Just as I go to pick up a piece of who I am, it turns out to be just a sham...

It belongs to some faded memory or some forgotten tale.
And it just reminds me of how I always seem to fail.

So I wander aimlessly through life, hoping that somehow I will just find the light.

All I really know is that I don't like the empty is me,
the empty space that I really don't want to be.

Just as I feel I am finding my place, I look into that empty space-
the empty space that I hope to soon fill, I just want that with all of my will.

But if I don't watch out what will fill me will be poison-
it will kill my very soul.
The soul that I try to shape, the soul that I try to mold.

I tell myself be careful, you just never know.
The life you want so badly might just be your foe.

In the meantime I just aimlessly wander,
hoping that someday I will have the life that I often ponder.