WHO Am I where do I live where is my car?

To be there on the street where you live
the approximate location
within striking range

To be even considered to suit up

To be there in the prescense of a wish
that will never come true
to be in the shadow of a reality
that never is or was

I must be content to sit on the park bench
and listen to the birds chirp

To realize that we will always chase
but never catch

But where is my purple car
that I parked a few blocks away
where is that creature I wished to love
where is the dream I once had
and walked out on

I have second guessed myself
I will never rise above the feeling of being half asleep