What are we if <br />we have lost ourself <br />along the way of finding <br />ourself? <br />Inside each of us <br />buried under the masks <br />life makes us, <br />is that thing we all <br />ponder over. <br />That thing people try <br />desperately to let out, <br />to get in touch with <br />The pain of the soul is <br />greater than any pain <br />man can produce <br />DO YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE?<br /><br />Nicholas McDonough<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/one-prior-to-sep-26th-2002-this-date-was-when-i/
