A thing without reflection
Sees itself only in shadow
It does not recognize its blankness
It does not recognize its darkness
And I look for my shadow
With a lamp in the daylight
And I look for my shadow
And I realize, I don't belong here
Hanging in the balance,
Tethered by only a thin thread
Between a shadow and its source
Between this flesh and this form
And I look for my reflection
In fading flanks of flesh
And I look for my reflection
And I realize, I don't belong here
A thing without reflection
Sees itself only in shadow
It does not recognize its blankness
It does not recognize its darkness
And I reach out, to touch nothing
And I seek out to find nothing
And I lift my head up to nothing
And I realize, I don't belong here