I'm searching,
I look within myself.
And still can't find,
the answers that I seek.
I wander,
in the confused darkness.
To find the burning candle,
that is me.
I sort,
through my memories.
My feelings,
to find an inkling of who I am.
I'm running,
through the hallway of doors.
Some open, some shut,
and some locked.
I want answers,
I search within myself,
and find nothing.
Only a darkened hallway,
without a burning candle in sight.