Eyes Forward and Back

I am looking for my answers in all the wrong places I am head down walking into walls and wishing that the blood washes me clean I am hurting I wonder who I am I wonder where I'll go I wonder which is best and which is best left alone I feel so all alone I feel so stupid I feel I want to stop I want to go I want to leave well enough alone Who am I? Do you know? If you do Please tell me I really want to know I write because I am happy I write because I am sad I write because the dark consumes me and all that is left is the bad I sing so low no one can hear me I sing so high that I squeak I sing so that I'll remember that this is better than to speak I know that this is sulky I know that this is bad I know that this is not salvation, but I continue and that is just sad Who am I? I really want to know