Is it me?

Is it me To feel so free Or is that just something I wish that I could be I stand alone in a house that's not a home Alone, in a land that's not my own Alone, with a fear I've never known Is it me In the dark Waiting for a light That'd make me feel alright Where do I go when the levy's break Where do I go when I'm in the mud Where do I go when my eyes are filled with blood Is it me To feel so free Or is that just something I wish that I could be I understand I get wrapped around the axel I understand, lock myself in shackles I understand, I act out like an asshole Is it me In the dark Waiting for a light That'd make me feel alright I am between a cushion and a screen Between, a floorboard and a beam Between, what's felt and what is seen Is it me To feel so free Or is that just something I wish that I could be