Soul

Have I gained your love,

Or have I lost myself?

This empty soul reflects what I am;

Death, despair, happiness, all your whim.

I become anything you want, my love.

My shadow, ego, and persona just a 

Blank canvas - you are the artist.

Am I free, or am I chained?

I am afraid of what I am.

A dark shadow devours me,

But love, you don't be afraid.

I erase my being, be your doll.

The mirror is blank,

Strike one, strike two.

Who are you?

I am no-one.

The dreary day brightened by your presence,

Maybe I am only meant to be yours.

Don't lift my mask, love.

I am afraid of who I am.

Have I gained your love,

Or have I lost myself?