I look in the mirror. <br />A face- whose? - stares back at me. <br />I wander, wonder, through the day, <br />Without light, without warmth, <br />Without knowledge. <br />Who am I? <br />I know my name, but what is that? <br />That gives me but a shallow identity. <br />My real question is, <br />What am I? <br /> <br />to be continued...<br /><br />James Grengs<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/what-am-i/
