when Ive not got you

they've been looking talking
telling me who i am
and i am not
oh how come how dare they
even if I dont know show me a way when I ask
dont bother me when I dont
its always I isn't
as the question answers
all of what bothers you not
just dont take a look up where wisdom is at
nothing there is ever since everything isn't
or am i not
as alive as death can be
take me to night descending in the same dream of gone days
to night I made friend cold hearted called he is loneliness
when ive not got you

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**"When I’ve Not Got You"**

*Verse 1*  

They've been looking, talking, telling me who I am,  But I’m not—

oh, how come? How dare they even try?  

They point their fingers, say they know the plot,  

But if I’m lost, show me the way only when I ask—  

Just leave me be when I don’t.  

It’s always “I,” isn’t it, tangled in the question  

And every answer you’d rather I forgot.  

*Chorus*  

When I’ve not got you, shadows start to creep,  

Falling deep, through corridors where secrets sleep.  

And in the night, descending through a dream of gone days,  

I call out for the light—but darkness always stays.  

*Verse 2*  

They say, “Look up, wisdom’s waiting in the sky,”  

But nothing’s there, no beacon or reply.  

For ever since everything isn’t, what’s there to find?  

Or am I not—alive as death can ever be—  

Lost in the night, as cold as it is kind?  

The only friend I made, heart hollow and true,  

A cold-hearted stranger, a shadow called loneliness, too.  

*Chorus*  

When I’ve not got you, the emptiness draws near,  

Whispered words from somewhere lost and unclear.  

Through fading light and descending dreams, I fall,  

To night’s embrace, to a place where echoes call.  

*Bridge*  

So here I wander, shadow-bound and torn,  

Between a night that feels of love, and a day that feels worn.  

If only I could find the light that’s hiding from my view,  

When I’ve not got you… when I’ve not got you…  

*Outro*  

And as the day fades, the lonely stars ignite,  

Guiding me somewhere, though nothing feels quite right.  

So I drift, through midnight skies painted in black and blue,  

Wondering where I’ll go, when I’ve not got you…  

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