Who Am I, Where Am I Going

Who am I? Where am I going? The answer is Nowhere and No one at all. I've seen the daises and violets Grow on the gardens of the dead. I have been to the white rooms with the white walls and the white faces, with lifeless stares and grins that frustrate me. I've met the women, who say they love me but when with friends say "he is just a friend," I have no friends, I have no culture, I have a God, but he is mysterious and hard to comprehend. I lost my home and my family. I lost everything. I ask you one more time. who am I? Where am I going? You cannot answer this question, for you are not I, and I am not you. I write my own story and shape my own path. So I tell you, I am a gentlemen and a lovingkind King in my nature, as for where I am going, I have no clue.