AN: This JD poem came to me while I was getting a snack (these things always hit me in the weirdest places). I had a tune stuck in my head and I started writing my own words to it. I like it a lot. I think I might use it for an English assignment I have, could you guys think of an emotion that would describe this? Thanks! Please R&R ~ Takeshi

Disclaimer: I do not own John Doe, and I'm not making any profit off this poem.

Who the Hell am I? By: Takeshi

I'm so relieved that
I don't know
Who I am.
So many questions
I can't answer about
Who I am.
So many answers
Running through my head.
Yet I still have no idea
Who the hell I am.

Does no one know me?
Does no one need me?
Doesn't anybody know who I am?

I'm so glad that
I don't know
Who I am.
No haunting past
To follow me.
I don't know who I am.
No need to run,
No need to hide,
From a past I don't know,
Because I can't remember
Who the hell I am.

Does no one see me?
Does no one hear me?
Doesn't anybody care who I am?

I hate the fact that
I don't know
Who I am.
I can't tell things
I've seen or
Places I've been.
Only because
I don't know
Who I am.
People who I knew.
People I love.
I can't meet them because I don't know
Who the hell I am.

No one knows me.
No one needs me.
Not anyone cares who the hell I am.