A miracle; my life
What is it for?
Each day I wake
Each day once more
I wonder why, I wonder how
My heart is beating;
Eyes are seeing;
Muscles flex and fingers move.

I find it strange; to know
Why does it work?
All of my bits
All of my parts
I don’t know why, I don’t know how
My lungs are breathing;
Ears are hearing;
What is there still left to prove?

I don’t feel right; this life
Can it be mine? Each day I doubt
Each day I think
It isn’t mine, it can’t be mine
I can’t be walking;
Can’t be talking;
Not, and feel so out of place.

I think I died; at least
I should have died
For every beat
And every breath
Feels like a gift, feels like curse
But I keep laughing;
Keep on crying;
A thousand days have been my last.

I’m out of place; tell me
Did they forget?
Nobody sees
No memories
I’m overlooked, I’m gone so soon
I’m quickly fading
Disappearing
I shouldn’t even be here now.

My place is gone; the world
Gave it away
Sold all my things
Leased out my room
I can’t be here, I don’t exist
But I’m still breathing;
I’m still living
A life that ended long ago.