Was it my hair, my hands

The color of my skin

My voice, my words

The silence from within

Was it my energy at night

My euphoric state of mind

Or did you see me being paralyzed

When the rest was going wild

Was I filled with love and hope

Were hard feelings off my chest

Did I remind you of a ghost

Was my shadow all what's left

Did you feel my peaceful aura

Or the storm inside my head

Is your image torn and broken

Because of stories that were spread

Have you met this crazy weirdo

Not many get to see

Am I still that quiet person

A broken part of me