Deja Vu

Behind my eyes, a pair of eyes sees things I've never seen.

Beneath my skin another skin, feeling things I've never felt.

Inside my soul, hiding in the shadows of my mind, remain the ghosts of a life I've never lived.

I remember dreams I did not dream.

I miss people I've never met.

I hum to myself the melody to a song I've never heard.

Whispers echo in my ears, but I cannot hear them.

In the silence there is laughter.

In the rain, their are tears forever falling.

Kisses linger, barely touching my flesh, from lovers I've never known.

From deep within, a voice calls to me.

Calls me by a name that is not my own.

A stranger's voice, yet it is somehow familiar to me.

That is all.