Do you know I don’t exist?
Imagine if you will
How it is when others give
The goals one should fulfil
 
They say they know just what I see
They tell me what I feel
They tell me what and how I think
And what for me is real
 
Yet all they know is what they see
How I appear, no doubt
But while they’re outside looking in
I’m inside looking out
 
They cannot know, they do not see
And if they should come near
They will not ask, nor try to find
What I am like in here
 
If they come close its not to ask
But to lay down the law
To tell me just what I should do
Of which they’re all too sure
 
If they would only come inside
If they could only see
If they could look at what’s displayed
And view my screen with me
 
I say “my screen” advisedly
For that’s how it can seem
Like outside broadcasts or a film
Displayed upon a screen
 
When I’m with people then I think
That I’m not really there
But watching distant camera shots
transmitted through the air
 
I can see but cannot touch
Can look but cannot feel
I can hear what’s going on
But is it really, real?
 
I can be within a group
Or maybe one to one
But no one seems to know I’m there
Or notice when I’m gone
 
How can I know that I am me?
That I exist at all?
When I’m the one that none can see
And none my name recall
 
For I have lost a part of me
That no one can perceive
A part that now is dead, you see
The child for which I grieve
 
Childhood was an endless time
A never ending day
Until the sudden nightfall came
And it was snatched away
 
Oh! How I’ve grieved for what I’ve lost
For what I know is gone
It’s left me feeling empty, dazed
It’s hard to carry on
 
The pain is there, so hard to bear
It hurts right to the bone
For I can see the child in me
Entombed in solid stone
 
Yet is he dead? And is that stone?
That holds him trapped in there?
Or has time stopped and frozen him?
Does anybody care?
 
Time for him came to a halt
His weeping left unended
No way you see, to set him free
trapped in time suspended