Look at me and tell me who I am,
Why I am, what I am.
Call me a fool and it's [bad word] I am,
I don't know who I am.

It's such a shame, 
I'm such a sham.
No one knows who I am.

Once there were sweet possibilities,
I could see, just for me.
Now all my dreams are just memories,
Fated never to be.

Time's not a friend, hurrying by.
I wonder who am I?

I the face of the future?
I the face of the past?
I the one who must finish last?

Look at me and tell me who I am,
Why I am, what I am.
Will I survive? 
Who will give a [bad word] 
If no one knows who I am?

Nobody knows, 
Not even you,
No one knows who I am ...