Who Am I? Balto_Husky 2012 A song plays o'er my head. It's one to dread. I look ever outside, Storms raging so wide. Rain puts on a show, I see a tale I know. Tears start to flow, Images form so slow. The past is dead, As for what's ahead. Grey skies fill with dread, As I lay my head. Flowing emotion, Never a resloution. Thunder roars, My heart soars. The story of "who", Makes me a fool. "What" matters no more, As Death is my lore. *Gunshot is heard in the distance*