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"Is That Me?"
By Michael Knapp

you are nocturnal
a creature of the night
all others hide whenever you are around

you have dark cold eyes
you have the 'need'
'down in the park' is your favorite place to be

don't turn around
you may not like what you see
it could be you, thinking 'is that me?'
'is that me?'

you sleep all day
you never think about it
you live night to night instead of day to day

you're like a hunter
your food makes holes in your skin
get on your knees and prey

don't turn around
you may not like what you see
it could be you, thinking 'is that me?'
'is that me?'

you're like an alien
feeling you don't belong
and still feeling like a puppet on a string

you must not believe
you can only catch a glimpse
changes come when the dreamers dream

don't turn around
'is that me?'
donŐt turn around
'is that me?'