Who are you?

Clueless
A figure in the distance
A thought that came to my mind
A memory?
Or a figure of my imagination.
I dont know what to do.
My heart lies within the world of music
But you play the eighth notes of my heart
You hold the whole notes of my mind
And you hit the keys of my soul
Its a musical in my body and I feel
Your cold hands on my face
Its like a hand of ice that freezes at the touch.
Confused to how to feel I stop breathing
I stop going with the motions and I continue this
Long broken rode
And I drink from the fountain the brings me to life
Burned from head to toe I see the smile from my soul.
And I go on another day.
And survive this unwanted world.

Review
I looked at my burned hand and saw a smiley face then got a thought in my mind of one of my friends.
These just come out easy.