WHO AM I, WHERE AM I FROM
WHO WAS MY DAD, WHO WAS MY MOM
WAS I THE FIRST, WAS I THE LAST
WHERE WAS MY BEGINNING, WHAT WAS MY PAST

DID SHE EVEN LOVE ME, WAS HE EVER THERE
WERE LOVING ARMS AROUND ME OR NOT A HUG OR CARE

WERE HOPES AND DREAMS COMING TRUE, OR A MISTAKE
WAS ALL IT WAS FOR YOU

I KNOW NOT WHERE MY LIFE BEGAN
THE LOVING WARMTH OF A HELPING HAND
THE TENDER WORDS OF "I LOVE YOU"
NOT ONE OF THESE DID MAKE IT THROUGH

WHO AM I, WHY AM I HERE
WAS NOT MY CHOICE,OR HOPE I FEAR
I KNOW NOT FROM WHERE I COME,
MY PAST IS BLACK, MY FAMILY NONE

THE EMPTNESS THAT GROWS INSIDE
THE KNOWING SECRET I ALWAYS HIDE
THE GNAWING QUESTION PEOPLE ASK
WHO ARE YOU, WHAT'S YOUR PAST

WHO AM I, I DO NOT KNOW
A CRY FOR HELP,BUT WHERE TO GO
A PAST THAT'S BURIED, A TIME FORGOT PEOPLE WHO KNEW, WILL OPEN NOT.

I LONG FOR SOMETHING, I HOPE TO FIND A PAST, A MEMORY, A GLANCE OF TIME.
A PLACE TO START, FROM WHICH TO BUILD THE MEMORIES AND JOYS FULL FILLLED.

THE PAST THAT HIDES OF WHO I AM
I'VE OPENED NOW AS WOULD MY HAND QUESTIONS GONE,
NO MORE TO ASK
WHO AM I , WHAT IS MY PAST

Audrey
© September, 2000

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