When I walked up the stairs
I saw a man who wasn't there
He wasn't there again today
I wish I wish he'd go away
I see him everyday now
He tries to speak but doesn't know how
He didn't talk again today
I wish I wish I could hear what he has to say
I went to see him today
He just stared and pointed my way
He told me something new now
I wish I wish to use it but don't know how
Today he went and walked right though me
And now I know what the truth may be
He has shown me my greatest fear
That it's really me who isn't here
The first four lines of this poem where spoken at the end of the movie Identity, those are not my work, but the words stayed with me and I had no choice but to write what they said to me. If anyone knows the real ending to this( if there is one )please tell me.
Copyright 2004 Chance
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