A Lost Soul

Who is that person there I see,
A stranger,yet, so close to me.
Somebody old, or somebody new,
Someone who stares and looks right through.
Is that person next to me, a shadow or perhaps a dream.
Do they wonder about me too, I hope and pray to god they do.
Can they see me as I really am, or only be fooled by my reflection.
Do you think they care about how I feel, maybe not, thats a broken seal.
But I have faith to get me through the night, without it I'd be a broken sight.
One day I'll tell them just how i feel, maybe then they'll know I'm real.





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