Though I walk, it is as if I'm still
Caught in a world that refuses to fulfill
In spite of the fact I talk, it is like I'm speechless
Lost in silence that's endlessly relentless

Though I cry aloud, it is as if I'm silent
My pain concealed, my emotions violent
In spite of the fact I am alive, it is as if I'm dead
Living a life where hope hangs by a thread

Though I have company, it is as if I'm alone
Surrounded by faces, but my hearts turned to stone
In spite of the fact I have directions, it is as if I'm lost
Navigating a path with no purpose, no cost

Though I have food, it is as if I'm hungry
Aching for more than what life has flung at me
In spite of the fact I have shelter, it is as if I'm homeless
Yearning for a place where I can truly rest

Though I have clothes, it is as if I'm naked
Stripped of my identity, feeling forsaken
In spite of the fact I have good health, it is as if I'm ill
Battling demons that seek to break my will

Broken into pieces like glass, scattered on the ground
Picking up fragments, trying to be found
Entered into a maze, trapped in search for the exit
Every turn I take brings more questions, more conflict

Though I walk, it is as if I'm still
In a perpetual motion that refuses to fulfill
In spite of the fact I talk, it's like I'm speechless
Yearning for a voice, the chance to express

Though I cry aloud, it is as if I'm silent
Lost in a world where my pain is kept distant
In spite of the fact I am alive, it is as if I'm dead
Longing for a life where my soul can be fed

On a journey that never ends, always feels like it's just begun
Facing the battles, under the same old sun
Though I walk this path, full of twists and turns
I'll keep pushing forward, until my spirit learns