Who is that is I

Still lost in my mind

Trying to find my purpose

When there might not be one

The first thing was writing

Can words truly change anything?

Why should I write

When there is so much noise

Are you in that house

or are you out here

I will give up now

This desert is just too vast

My voice will not reach you

Is this even a language

What is music when there is no rhythm

Why should I write

When I have nothing to say.