Will I go down in the annals of history?
I know not, to myself, I remain a mystery
For who would ever long remember me
When I myself cannot even recall or see

I can only guess at what I used to be like
When I was young did I smile on my bike?
In my youth did I have a wondrous dream?
Now I can only sit and hear my scream

Were you there, did you give me your affection?
I cannot dwell, my mind has no reflection
I can only recall life in glimpses and snatches
I snuff it out like all the dead matches

At least I cannot pay for all my sin
For I do not know where it did begin
For I am trapped in a shell with no meaning
I can only stare wide eyed at the empty ceiling

My body is strong but my memory is weak
But I am aware that my future lies bleak
Some say mental blindness is a trick of light
But I seek the switch of hope and fight

I smile simply to return your pleasing grace
You seem kind even if I do not recognise your face
My mind does not see you so I have no resent
Did you come today or were you a stranger sent