Lost

I’m not what I think I am
All I see is this dream
A person full of confidence
This man I may never be
Has my future been written
Do I have time to change
These questions go unanswered
As my mind grows more deranged
They tell me that I’m crazy
And I must live this routine
Sleeping amidst padded walls
I feel like a broken machine
I would like to turn back time
To the point I went astray
But that will do no good
Because I was born this way.