I am Alice.
What are you?
Are you what I thought
I might be?
Or are you quite just you,
not me?
Or are these puzzle pieces
just mixed?
I am Alice.
Who are you?
Are you who I thought you
would be?
Or are you who you thought I
would be?
Or are these tables turned?
Because it seems in this maze,
all I find are tea cups and spoons
as I stand, in a daze.
I am Alice.
And where am I?
Is this place just a dream inside
of a dream?
Or is this just a
nightmare scene?
I'm blinded by light, I can't see,
Because when I fell down that
Hole,
All I did was bump my head.
And bruise my soul.
I am Alice.
And who are you?
Are you, just you?
Or are you, me?
Look in the mirror,
And soon, you'll see.