Half Man

walk beneath a broken sky,
With half a heart and half a cry.
One side dreams, the other fears,
One side laughs, the other tears.

I hold a shadow by my hand,
Searching for the missing land.
A piece of me was lost somewhere,
Between the silence and despair.

I wear a smile upon my face,
Yet feel an emptiness inside this space.
The world sees only what I show,
Not the hidden storms that quietly grow.

Am I a man of flesh and bone,
Or just a soul that walks alone?
Half of me belongs to light,
Half is trapped within the night.

But even broken, I still stand,
Still reaching for a better land.
For every scar and every fall,
May someday make me whole again after all.