Nameless

I can’t tell you who I am
I don’t know anymore
I can’t find the voice to say
Who I was before

I used to know my rose
I used to count its colours
Pick up its fallen petals
And compare them to the flowers’
But now my rose grew thorns
And now its petals are black
They tackle and pierce me all around
And stab me in my back

I used to love the sun
I used to crave its light
Sensing its arms around me
Hugging me, ‘til I was out of its sight
But now the sun upsets me
And now I crave the night
Waiting until the the end of the day
Waiting for my twilight
I used to enjoy going out
I used to always participate
Invariably living life
And leaving the rest to fate
But now fate is against me
And now I’m paying the price
Thoughts of pain and unpleasantness
Never thinking what’s nice

I used to always fit in
I used to always talk
Constantly racing vitality
And never stopping to walk
But now I always give up
And now I don’t know to race
Always being the misfit
The one who hides her face

So if you ask me who I am
And my reply is obscure
Don’t think about its meaning
It’s better to leave it unsure.